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About San Jose

Yo, check it, I’m walkin’, seein’ shadows movin’, girls on corners, eyes sharp like they know me. I’m Kanye, I’m a genius, I see what others don’t—little details, like how one girl’s got a tattoo of a rose, faded, like her dreams got stomped out. That’s real, man, that’s poetry! I’m pissed, tho—why’s it gotta be so shady? System’s broke, pushin’ folks to this life. I’m mutterin’ to myself, “I’m finished!” like Plainview, but I ain’t done, I’m curious, I’m diggin’ deeper. You know what’s wild? Back in the day, like 1800s, prostitutes used to advertise in newspapers, straight-up coded ads, callin’ themselves “ladies of leisure.” Ain’t that some slick shit? History’s sneaky like that.

Activists’ warnings

My examination of the female banqueters on this psykter investigates gender ideologies in Attic vase painting, but also humor, eroticism and the use of.

So, if you come around, ya gotta check out my spot on Maple Ave, stroll by Jefferson Dr, and catch the charm of Old Town. Mind the traffic on 3rd & Pine, though – I got 14 typos in my head right now... huh, like, truble in the moment. Lkke, no worry – it's all character, right? You’re gonna love it, honey, so hurry on over and feel the soulful vibe. Halleluyer, baby!

Hermitage church to host annual bake sale