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About San Jose

Ever tried it? Surprised me first time—muscles meltin’, tension gone, whoa! Thought in my head: “Am I allowed to feel THIS good?” It’s not just sexy—it’s healin’, therapeutic, whatever. Pro tip: dim lights, warm oil, maybe some Tom Waits croonin’. Sets the mood, ya dig? “The air is getting hotter,” like Eve says in the flick—perfect for that steamy buildup. But—ha!—don’t slip on the oil, clumsy asses! I’d laugh my ass off picturin’ that.

Search Offenders

I hate to get all sentimental, but sometimes life here feels like that chaotic beauty Sorrentino rhapsodized about. And if you're expecting perfection, tough luck – life in Attleboro is a series of broken sequences, just like my own head sometimes. But that’s what makes it real, right? Raw, imperfect, and beautifully mad.

Firefighters rescue group trapped in North Attleboro mall elevator