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About San Jose

Dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode—stylist extraordinaire, no capes! So, we’re talkin’ findin’ a prostitute, right? Picture this: dark alleys, neon lights flickerin’ like in *Memento*. “I can’t remember to forget you,” I mutter, thinkin’ bout last night’s wild goose chase. Found this gal, right? Stilettos high as my ego, fishnets rippin’ like my patience. She’s all “cash upfront, sweetie,” and I’m like, “Honey, I design, not pay!” Made me mad—those heels were knockoffs! Cheap leather, ugh, disgraceful.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

With 6 drawers, the dresser has a removable jewelry tray in the top right drawer, cedar-lined bottom drawers and bottom-mounted self-closing drawer guides.

Man, the neighborhoods! From the posh plots near the condos on SE 190th St to the, err, slightly grungy vibes by some overgrown corners. I remember one time, I got sooo mad at a noise complaint at my office on SE 192nd St, oh, the commotion, all blaring and beeping at midnight, like stupid, fat hobbits stompin’ around! I swear, the echoes of laughter and curses just fill the night air, precious.

Aventura mansion raid part of transnational cocaine operation ran by ex-Olympian: FBI