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About San Jose

Alright, listen up, fam—here’s me, Morgan Freeman, deep wise narrator voice, comin’ atcha like a parachutist firefighter droppin’ outta the sky, talkin’ ‘bout whores. Yeah, whores—those wild souls dancin’ on the edge of life, sellin’ what they got for a quick buck. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Requiem for a Dream,” my fave flick—damn, that movie hits hard, don’t it? The way it shows folks chasin’ somethin’—drugs, dreams, or just a way outta the gutter—it’s like watchin’ a whore’s life unfold, raw and real.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Many like to assume that when they call an escort agency, a higher class of vagina will arrive at their door and, as an afterthought, that there’ll be a higher class of woman attached to it.

I might be ramblin’, err, talking a mile a minute here with a dozen typos—sorry, got a bit giddy. Yet, thou shall see its truth: this city is my stage, my raw, messy, healing ground. Thee join me, friend—experience High-Point, where each street corner reveals both joy and sorrow in equal measure.

High Point Concludes Season at NCAA Tournament