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About San Jose

So, you’re out there, lookin’. Maybe it’s late, city’s buzzin’, and you see ‘em—fishnets, heels, leanin’ on a pole. Reminds me of Marion in that movie, y’know? “I’m gonna be somebody!”—but it’s all grit, all desperation. You don’t just stroll up like, “Hey, how’s it goin’?” Nah, there’s a code, a vibe. I read once—get this—back in the ‘90s, Times Square was crawlin’ with ‘em before Giuliani swept it clean. Little factoid for ya! Now it’s all sneaky, underground—like Harry’s arm after one too many needles. Gross, right? Made me gag thinkin’ about it.

Brothels: Sex in the suburbs

Lander (us) is a wild, quirky town – mix of beauty and plain ol’ weird. There's Road 11, rockin’ with funky murals. And oh, Main Street – um, it's like the soul of town; all families chattin’ and kids runnin’ around. I always say, "Money ain't everything, friend!" kinda vibe.

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