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About San Jose

Little fact for ya—did ya know in old Paris, prostitutes used red lanterns? Subtle as a kick to the balls, eh? Signals for the punters. Bet Haneke’d weave that into some creepy shot—red glow flickerin’, “Who’s watchin’ me now?” Kinda spooky when ya think bout it. Surprised me first time I heard it—history’s wild, mate.

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Now lemme tell ya about a spot I dig: Latah Creek Park. Man, it’s a chill-out paradise. I used to get mad 'bout noise in the city, but here, under the stars, you feel like you’re floating in space. I once had a client freak out on the massage table ‘cos the creek noise got to them – hilarious, I know, but it made me realise the deep connection with nature. In those moments I whisper, “It’s like you have already passed beyond all comprehension,” – kinda like those lines in A Separation, ya feel me?

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