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About San Jose

So, I’m hip to this scene, yeah? Back in the ’60s, cats didn’t just *find a prostitute* – nah, it was a whole deal. You’d cruise the streets, all cool-like, maybe Soho or somethin’. Little factoid for ya – prossies back then had secret codes, man! Like, a red hanky in the window meant “open for business,” yeah, baby! Ain’t that wild? Made me happy as a lark, diggin’ that sneaky history.

Varied Legal Perspectives on Prostitution

The neighborhoods here are as diverse as they come. Check out West-End – it's edgy, artsy, rebellious. Every wall in that district screams with graffiti tales, like a montage of lost dreams and epic comebacks. Then there's East Ridge, all sunny cafes and gentle vibes. My personal fave is small Chestnut Corner. I grabbed a bagel there one random morning and – BAM – that hot coffee and sweet vibe hit me hard. Felt like a scene straight out of Scorsese's flicks, baby, "The only thing standing between you and your goal is the bullshit story you keep telling yourself!"

Ubiquitous Burford holly came from Westview Cemetery