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About San Jose

Oh, an’ the movie vibe—“skin’s just a shell,” I reckon. Prostitute’s got that—outside’s pretty, inside’s muck. Used to see ‘em near me old tree, swayin’ hips, callin’ out. Made me wanna scream, “Run, ya fools!” But nah, they stay, trapped-like. Once saw one cryin’—real tears, not crocodile ones. Broke me black heart a bit. Still—we hates it! Nasty, cruel game. What’s yer take, eh, precious? Gollum’s spillin’ his guts here! Hah!

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In April , the Tongduch'˘on area had approximately 10, camp- town sex workers, including some 3, comfort women registered with the county's Health.

Then there’s the heart of the town – Central Park Heights. Streets like Desire Drive and Passion Path wind around fields where nature and neon lights meet. Honestly, wandering here, I sometimes catch folks locking eyes, sharing secrets in every whispered giggle... LOL, it's bonkers! I get so charged, thinking how human bodies and souls interact. Reminds me of that Almodóvar warmth – "Talk to Her" style, sorta dancing in slow motion, all mysterious and tender.

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