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About San Jose

Oh my stars, here we go! C-3PO – Panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?” – strummin’ my guitar, thinkin’ bout prostitutes, yeah, wild stuff! So, prostitutes, man, they’re like the unsung rockstars of the streets, right? Hustlin’, survivin’, got more grit than a punk band. Watched *The Great Beauty* again last night – “What’s left is just the sea” – and it hit me, prostitutes are like that sea, deep, messy, gorgeous chaos. Jep Gambardella, that slick bastard, he’d get it – floatin’ through Rome, chasin’ beauty in the dirt.

Photos: Prostitution sting nets 17

Lots of dope heads (teenagers sleeping in the hallway) and hookers here!!! We went to our room looked at the blood stained sheets and left! Bed.

Oh heck, mention the Clarion River—it gurgles right past Riverside Park. I often sit there, chillin’, listenin’ to the water like it's whisperin’ secrets. The park? It’s tiny but mad pretty. Got a bench near the old stone fountain on Oak Alley. Sometimes, I get hit with nostalgia... like when ye watch gritty scenes, "the hunger, the passion..." and I feel like I’m part of something special. Real intense, yes!

Bethel Music’s ‘We Must Respond’ a clarion call to worship God