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About San Jose

First off, it’s a damn maze! You don’t just stroll up and say, “Hey, hook me up!” Nah, it’s shady dudes whisperin’, eyes dartin’ like they’re in a spy flick. Found this one corner—let’s call it Prostitute Central—near a busted-up bar. Girls there looked tired, tough, like they’d seen more shit than a sewer rat. Made me mad, ya know? System’s screwed—nobody’s savin’ ‘em, just like the mayor in *Leviathan* crushin’ folks for fun. “You’re all just meat to me,” he’d say. Same vibe here.

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Oh man, and the parks! Daley Park is a happy little paradise. Sunlight dances on the grass. Kids laugh like, “We're free, man!” Every so often, I'll take my break and sit on a worn bench, thinkin’ how life is like those trippy, colorful scenes in The Royal Tenenbaums – dramatic, weird, and oh so real. I sometimes get a bit artistic, paint crazy pieces on rainy afternoons. It’s like therapy, dude.

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