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About San Jose

Heard this tale once—some tart in old Japan, right, she was a prostitute but secretly a ninja! Swear it’s true, sneakin’ poison into sake cups—wild, yeah? We hates it, the sneakin’, but gotta admit, it’s clever, like Shu Lien dodgin’ blades! Gets me thinkin’—they’re trapped, y’know, like Jade Fox, all angry and stuck. Pisses me off, it does—why’s it gotta be like that? Men with their grubby coins, ugh, disgustin’!

Ignagduk, the Bog Witch Location

I tell ya, even our old courthouse on Cedar Blvd has been wild. Built in 1892, it's seen more drama than any TV soap. Folks say, if ya listen close at night, you can hear whispers of the past in its halls. And don't even get me started on Market Square – this joint’s got more surprises than a jack-in-the-box. Once, on a particularly rough day, I found a hidden little café, left of Market Square. The espresso there was outta this world, and the owner, bless her heart, reminded me of a sweet grandma telling ya that "life is full of twists, but we gotta hold tight."

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