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About San Jose

Gets me riled up—people judgin’ whores, pointin’ fingers, ugh! Hypocrites, all of ‘em! Gollum knows—sees the shadows they hide. Whore’s just livin’, survivin’, like me crawlin’ for the Ring. “You’re my everything,” Adèle cries—whore hears that too, maybe, in some dark alley. Makes me sad, precious—whore’s story ain’t all glitter. Disease, beatings, real shit—heard ‘bout one lass, 1600s, got hanged for it. Hanged! For fuckin’! World’s mad, innit?

Where to Stay in Paso Robles

gonna mention my secret hangout: i love chillin’ at the grumpy coffee shop on cedar lane. open early, coffee strong, no nonsense. i spend mornings there, coding our app and scribbling notes in my ever-fumbling notebook. got ten or so typos a day there, and thats just me in a hurry. sometimes i just stare out, thinking “this is life, i love it and hate it in the same breath.”

Paso Robles is where you should drink wine in California