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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.

The law surrounding prostitution in Malaysia

Two men broke into a “brothel” robbed and stripped the owner and her male companion before leaving with his trousers and making a getaway in his car, a court.

The neighborhoods? They burst with life. Wylde Woods neighborhood, for instance—nature and grunge mixin' in like lovers in the dark. Their parks? Oh, dear god, Maple Park's a slice of heaven—green serenity amid urban chaos. I often escape there when my spa life gets too worn out, feelin' reborn. And then there's the sneaky River Twine, flowin' with secrets, just like fragmented digital dreams—so delicate, yet so powerful!

Softball photos: Bergen County Tournament - Mahwah at Wallington, May 3, 2025