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About San Jose

What gets me randy? When the sun finally burns this hoar off – oh, the relief, baby! Like Zero and Agatha ridin’ off happy in the flick. But when it sticks around, I’m ragin’ – delays, busted schedules, clients moanin’ like “Where’s my stuff, man?” I’m thinkin’, “Cool it, daddy-o, I ain’t controllin’ the weather!” Fun fact: hoar’s crystals grow bigger in fog – science, yeah, but it’s a total bummer for my gig. Exaggeratin’ a bit? Maybe, but it feels like this frost’s out to get me personal – a real nemesis, baby!

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Thats it, pal. Visit, explore, and remember: “You can’t do that!” says Michael Scott, or in our case, “You can’t not fall in love with it!” So get ready to laugh, cry, and scream—this is San-Rafael, baby, and it's as raw and real as my favorite movie scenes.

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