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About San Jose

We swears! Findin a prostitute, eh? Tricky biz, like huntin shadows in *Tropical Malady*. Streets hummin with weird vibes, man. Me, I’m creepin round, eyes peeled, thinkin—where’s she at? “The scent fades into darkness,” like that flick says. Makes me twitchy, y’know? All them city lights flashin, confusin as hell. Once saw this gal, fishnet tights, leanin on a pole—thought she was it! Nope, just a poser. Pissed me off, waste o’ time.

A History of Prostitution

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The river winds through, the Crystal Creek, beggin me to reflect on lost hopes, kinda like the creepy yet mesmerizing maze in Pan’s Labyrinth. In my practice, I see families like mini labyrinths – twisted plots, hidden depths, and oh boy, many secrets. Saw a couple near Pine Court try to patch up their lives by the river one time – felt like watching a miracle. Love is messy, bruh.

Bomb testing in Ocala National Forest continues this week