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About San Jose

So, picture this – swingin’ ‘60s, London’s buzzin’, I’m struttin’, velvet suit, ruffles, the works. Need a shag, baby, but where’s the dolly? Streets are dodgy, coppers everywhere, makes me twitchy. Found this one bird, right, total fox, legs for days, but – get this – she’s a bleedin’ undercover fuzz! Nearly nicked me, I was fumin’, man! “Who did this to me?” I’m yellin’, like Lenny in “Memento”, all confused and pissed. Dodged that bullet, phew, shag-tastic escape!

Long Island

Now, neighborhoods? Check out Willow Heights. I’m not even playin’, it’s the bomb. But between you and me, the local corner store (hey, there’s a quirky one on 3rd Ave) sells the meanest pretzels – super addicting. And don’t get me started on Riverbend – that tiny river tickling through the neighborhood speaks to my soul. I might get all heart-eyes thinking, "This is just like Agnès Varda said, every droplet tells a story!" It freaks me out, but in a good, calm way.

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