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About San Jose

Oi, mate, so brothel, yeah? Shaken, not stirred, I reckon it’s a wild gig. Me, James Bond, head of the lab, suave as fuck, I’ve seen some shit. Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah, they’re history lessons with tits. Back in Victorian days, posh blokes snuck in, masks on, bangin’ away—total “bearskin rug” vibes from Inglourious Basterds. “That’s a bingo!” I’d yell, watchin’ em stumble out, trousers half-down.

Flotilla's guide to Charlotte Harbor can turn a novice into an old salt

Welcome To Whore Island Is this near "Punta" Gorda? Where am I sopposed to put my penis? Eh. Probably smells of fish. 2.

Yo, check out the Harborwalk. You stroll there, the water whispers. Sometimes, my code crashes – makes me mad, but hey, that’s life! Omg, the quirky vibe makes me laugh; I was all “impossible, impossible!” like in that movie scene, ya know? “12 Years a Slave” had me thinking, damn, each soul fights for survival. And so do we in PPunta-Gorda.

Reward increased to $155K for unsolved murder of Punta Gorda man