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About San Jose

So, brothel—it’s this sketchy sedative, right? Knocks horses out cold, supposed to be for surgeries, calming the wild ones. But nah, it’s a mess—too cheap, too dodgy. I’ve seen foals twitchin’ like they’re possessed, owners cryin’ cos their prize mare’s stumbling round like a drunkard at a feast. Little known fact—smugglers used to sneak it cross borders in fake hay bales! Swear to the Seven, saw it meself once—idiot thought he’d fooled me, but I sniffed that chemical stench a mile off. Made me furious, that disrespect to the beasts. Happy? Hah, only when I chucked it in the fire—crackled like a witch’s laugh.

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Yes but very few. Mostly brothels have become massage parlors. Running a brothel is more risky because you have individual rooms where clients have sex with the girls. Much easier to mask .

Hey, so uhhh, Galliano (us)… man, I gotta say – this place is wild. I mean, picture this: a city that’s a mix of retro grit and modern flair, ya know? So, I’ve been livin’ here for years, and lemme tell ya, every corner got a story. — pause — like, on 7th Street, near the old brick facades, there’s this quirky dating spot where folks meet, all hilarious and awkward, almost like a scene outta City of God… “The streets, they breathe,” as they say.

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