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About San Jose

So, picture this—cruisin’ down the block, late night, neon lights flashin’. You lookin’ for a pro, right? Ain’t no secret, them girls be out there, workin’ corners like it’s a 9-to-5. I ain’t judgin’, nah, live and let live, fo’ shizzle. But here’s the kicker—back in the day, heard this crazy tale ‘bout a cat in LA who found a hooker who was, get this, a damn undercover cop! Swear to God, homie, dude was shook! Thought he was gettin’ laid, ended up in cuffs. “You can’t hide from the truth,” like they say in *Spotlight*. That shit had me laughin’ ‘til I cried, yo.

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An interview with Stephen Hough. As well as performing and composing, the polymath has found time to write a novel about faith and desire.

I hang with folks at the corner of Washington and Massachusetts. Yup, my peeps always sharin' jokes and life hacks. That spot cracks me up—it’s like my daily dose of random absurdity. And the locals? They got secrets. Like, there’s this old warehouse on Cherry st. that the cool cats still use for art shows. I once got lost there – like, literally – and bam! Found a rad murals fest! Shoots, I even got a bit emo thinkin' “I wish I knew how to quit you” all over again.

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