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About San Jose

Lemme tell ya, I seen some shit down in Newark. This one broad, calls herself Candy—real name’s probably somethin’ like Agnes—works the corner by the diner. Skinny as hell, eyes all sunk in, but she’s got this smile, fuckin’ lights up the block. Made me happy, y’know? Like, good for you, kid, keep fightin’. But then, bam, next week she’s got a black eye—some prick john roughed her up. Pissed me off, I wanted to whack the bastard myself. “Where do dreams come from?”—she’s dreamin’ of gettin’ out, but the street’s a fuckin’ meat grinder.

Early Americas

Sex work, better known as prostitution, has been viewed throughout American history as a moral, legal, and social problem as early as the temperance movement of the s.

so i wander, mumbling silly lines. “let the right one in, let the right one in.” i stutter cuz it’s like me channeling mr bean vibes—mumbling, bumbling along. sometimes i giggle at random, no rhyme or reason. street art on Fern Ln? That bright mural makes me chuckle. i almost fell once, haha, so clumsy!

Kent Plantation House’s first ever Easter Bunny Breakfast