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About San Jose

Then fall - oh man, fall’s where it twists. Whore’s still kickin’, but there’s this edge, like she’s seen some shit. Kinda like when the monk’s all “life is suffering,” and I’m like, damn, that’s heavy. Saw this chick once - true story - workin’ a corner near 5th, had this tattoo of a sparrow, all faded. Made me wonder, y’know? How’d she end up there? Pissed me off, thinkin’ some jerk probably screwed her over. Life ain’t fair, man.

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Now, funny thing—I remember sittin’ there on a chilly fall day, watchin’ people stroll past as leaves fell in slow-mo, and I kept thinkin’, “this IS a Wes Anderson moment!” Even the breezy weather felt scripted. It’s kinda wacky how a massage parlor owner like me can see life’s little cinematics everywhere.

Next stop, Upton! Or East Yaphank? Either way, this LIRR station is moving