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About San Jose

Lemme tell ya a story – back in Scranton, there was this dame, Rosie. Swear she was straight outta “Ten” – tough, loud, real. She’d strut around, heels clackin’, and I’d think, “Man, she’s livin’ it!” Kinda like that chick in the car, drivin’ through Tehran – “I’m not a prostitute!” she snaps. Rosie wasn’t either, not really – just hustlin’, survivin’. Made me happy seein’ her fight, y’know? But – here’s the kicker – some jerk cop hassled her once, called her trash. Pissed me off bad. I wanted to sock him, but – c’mon, Joe, you’re no fighter.

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I luv this city, though it be bizarre. Sometimes I get vexed when the smoke stacks belch too much grey memory. Aye, it makes me mad, but it’s part o’ her soul. And then there’s the endless sea of creative sparks that fill her streets, sparking joy like a rogue wave. Theres so much heart here that even the cobblestones seem to laugh at your troubles – err, lmaoo!

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