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About San Jose

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially frilly nonsense. Brothels? Hmph. Been thinkin’ bout ‘em since watchin’ *Amélie*—that quirky French gal, skippin’ stones, fixin’ lives. Me? I’d rather fix a steak than a whorehouse mess. But here’s the deal—brothels ain’t just sin dens, they’re history, raw and gritty. Oldest job, they say. Nevada’s got ‘em legal, like the Bunny Ranch—fancy, overpriced cathouse. Makes me mad, all that glittery crap. Whatever happened to simple? “I like simple things, books, being alone,” Amélie’d say. Me too, kid. Brothels tho, they’re loud, chaotic—opposite of my woodshop.

Tasmanian Heritage Register

I always pop by Oakwood Park on Elm. Its trees, they sing in the breeze, like… “Ich bin der Chef,” as if Toni Erdmann said: "I am here to play!" Oi, feel me? That park's loaded with memories, laughs, and those weird scribbles on park benches, nah mean? Even got a graffiti that says “Sharon!” like me mum's old shout!

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