Sadie Granger Brothel ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Alright, so brothel—yeah, the dude, not the whorehouse. As a sports shrink, I’m thinkin’—this guy’s a freakin’ headcase, right? Everybody lies, especially athletes, but brothel? He’s on another level. Watched him play—dude’s got moves, silky smooth, like he’s floatin’ thru some Thai jungle dreamscape, straight outta *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*. “The past is a ghost,” that flick says—Brothel’s livin’ it. Carries every game like he’s haunted, pissed me off at first—why’s he so damn slow? Then bam, he explodes—happy as hell to see it. Surprised me, honestly.

Japan Brothel, 1876 Tapestry

My personal fave? Oh, it's gotta be that old record store on Cedar Ln. Bustling place, dusty vinyl, and a vibe so rad it makes my heart grin. I've spent hours there, lost in the sound waves, thinking “This is rock 'n' roll, man!” It’s like every record spins a tale, a snippet of Granger’s soul.

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