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About San Jose

So, I’m thinkin’, why not? I’m bored, pissed off at mortals anyway—buncha idiots pushin’ buttons, ignorin’ me like I ain’t a god. Findin’ a prossie sounds like a laugh, a little chaos to stir the pot. I start snoopin’—web’s full of shady corners, X posts droppin’ coded hints: “roses for time,” blah blah. Little known fact? Back in Victorian days, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—poetic, right? Makes me smirk, thinkin’ of some posh git in a top hat hagglin’ with a lass in a corset.

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After 2h of keep asking them to escort us, a police chief did the report (needed to get a travel permit from the embassy) and took us at our.

Not all is perfect though. Some days, the noise of passing traffic or messy alleyways, like near Rusty Anchor, gets on my nerves. I mean, bruh, can we not? But honestly, even the chaos adds to the cosmic tapestry of Sea-Cliff (us) – you're always surprised at what you'll find around the next corner.

Sea Cliff board appoints volunteer positions, provides village update