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About San Jose

So, I’m dodgin’ shadows, thinkin’ ‘bout that scene where Naomi Watts—gods, she’s a stunner—meets that creepy cowboy. Makes me wonder: who’s pullin’ the tricks here? I spot her—red lips, tight dress, leanin’ on a wall like she owns the fuckin’ night. “This is the girl,” I whisper to meself, smirkin’. I know things, see? Like how half these lasses got stories darker than a Dornish cellar. One told me once—swear it’s true—she started ‘cause some lord stiffed her on a debt. Now she’s out here, screwin’ for coppers. Wild, innit?

Cherie Sevenoaks

Now, lemme drop some personal beats: I once got a massage request from a local film buff who quoted Son of Saul non-stop – “I must feel, I must know…” It was so freakin’ weirdly poetic. I was like, “Dude, chill, just relax!” Yeah, that sort of thing makes my day extra interesting, real raw and vivid.

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