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About San Jose

Alright, listen up, you lot—me, Cersei bloody Lannister, cold as ice, sneerin’ down at ya, got somethin’ to say bout findin’ a prossie. Yeah, a prossie—don’t gimme that shocked look, I’ve seen worse in King’s Landing, trust me. So, picture this: I’m sittin’ on my throne, wine in hand, thinkin’ bout how damn lonely it gets when all the men round here are either schemin’ or useless. Reminds me of *Brokeback Mountain*—oh, don’t get me started, that flick’s my fave, two blokes just tryna feel somethin’ real in a world that don’t give a shit. “I wish I knew how to quit you,” one says—hah, I feel that in my bones, but me? I ain’t quittin’ nothin’. I choose violence, always.

Countries of the world ordered by the price of prostitution

The old neighborhoods? They’re a blast. Josefina Lane – yeah, that's the one – got these vintage houses with mismatched windows that are sooo charming. On a sunny afternoon, you can grab a coffee at Café Mondo, and it feels like life’s a never-ending movie scene (eh, cheesy, but true!).

Neighbours used to see many men entering apartment in case of 9 charged with human trafficking