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About San Jose

Back in ‘08, saw this gal, swear, real story. Worked lines near old payphone, sketchy spot. She’d call, voice raspy, askin’ for “Jimmy.” Never Jimmy, tho – code, maybe? Pissed me off, y’know, games like that. “Do or do not, there is no try,” I’d mutter, patchin’ her through anyway. Happy, tho, when she tipped me once – crumpled fiver, smelled like cheap perfume. Surprised, I was, she even cared.

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Chico Fiesta · @BrandonColon And I was one of the jury members they found me guilty on 34 counts of being a cock hungry whore.

Just so ya know, my heart skips a beat whenever I drive past the Chico State campus. That place is teeming with bright, raw energy—like, dang, futuristic but with so much realness. Ugh, I remember one time, on a rainy day (yes, rain in Chico, shocker!), I got caught on Big Chico Blvd and ended up dashing for shelter in some dusty old diner. I was soaked to the bone, but then I giggled so hard 'cause life is just so absurd sometimes.

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