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About San Jose

So, brothel—man, it’s a wild world! Got them gals workin’ hard, makin’ a buck. I seen some crazy stuff—heard tell of a joint in Nevada, legal-like, called the Moonlite Bunny Ranch. Them folks pay taxes! Ain’t that a hoot? Makes me happier’n a pig in slop. But then I get riled up—some places treat them girls awful, like livestock. “Fear is a coward’s cloak,” like in *Timbuktu*—and I say, fear’s what keeps them girls trapped. Pisses me off somethin’ fierce.

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And, verily, I must mention how my profession paints these streets with a hue most intimate. For every whisper of love or despair, every laugh or tear, doth mirror the complexity of our desires. I have listened to lovers, friends, and even bitter exes, all weaving tales of passion and heartache. So, in every loving glance and furtive smile in Rialto, thou may see a reflection of mine own journey – a journey both bittersweet and so very real.

Police pursuit in Rialto ends in deadly crash