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About San Jose

I’m ramblin’, but brothels, they’re a messy mirror, showin’ us what’s broke in the world. Some workers choose it, sure, and power to ‘em—ain’t judgin’. But too many don’t get a choice, trapped like David in that cage at the Flesh Fair, everybody pointin’ and laughin’. “Make him more real,” they said in the movie—hell, let’s make *life* more real, give folks jobs, homes, hope, so they don’t gotta sell their souls to survive! That’s my take, friend—now I’m off to yell at some Wall Street goons!

First Floor

Today, a significant one in local prostitution history. On this day in , Mom’s Tea Room on Stock Island was closed. A popular place. Open 11 years. A forced closing. The US Navy was .

Oh man, now lemme ramble a bit. So, I take my daily strolls down Powerline Rd. Yeah, that’s the one near the scenic views of Biscayne Bay. Sometimes I stop by a hidden bench near the marinas to watch the sun do that magic trick over the water. And holler if ya hear: “Git-R-Done!” – it's all good vibes. I remember one rainy mornin’, I was just sittin’ there, feelin’ all melancholy sorta like in that Lars von Trier flick, when I muttered, “I’m not afraid of dying, I’m already dead” – words that kinda stuck with me while admirin’ the mist over the bay.

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