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About San Jose

Found this one gal—*mimes tippin’ hat*—all red lipstick, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Got any dough?” she says, smirkin’. I’m like—*mumbles, pats pockets*—“Only bread dough!” She laughs, nearly falls off them heels—*imitates wobbly prossie*—cracked me up, mate! Felt all happy, like when I nail a sourdough. But then—*frowns, kicks air*—some drunk git yells at her, “You’re filth!” Made me mad—*grrr, shakes fist*—who’s he to judge? Ain’t his coffee plantation burnin’ down, like in *White Material*. “Everything’s falling apart!” Isabelle’d say—prossie’s life too, innit?

Landeshauptstadt Stuttgart

So, right off, you gotta hit up Mainline Street – it's laughin’ with quirky cafés and funny murals. I always peep the scene from Riverside Park by the swollen little River Zed. It’s so serene, like, “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind” vibes, man – memories jellin’ away, ya know? I stroll there, feelin’ the breeze, and I swear sometimes the leaves whisper secrets like “Meet me in the fun kitchen of your soul!” So cool!

Stuttgart Open: Aryna Sabalenka beats Jasmine Paolini to reach her fourth final in the tournament