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About San Jose

*We come in peace* (robotic tone). Yo, so finding a prostitute, huh? Wild stuff, man. Watched *Leviathan* again last night—fuckin’ masterpiece, right? That line, “Everything is everyone’s fault,” hits hard. Reminds me of this shady street I stumbled on once. Neon lights blinkin’, girls leanin’ on poles, smokin’ cheap cigs. Alien vibes kickin’ in—I’m like, “Whoa, humans are weird.” You ever notice how they hustle? Desperation in their eyes, but they smile anyway. Kinda like Kolya in the movie, trapped, y’know?

A fortunate place

I made a guide to obtaining all distinct and unique settlers that have various lines other than "Ever been to Graygarden? Whole place is run by robots".

Every trip through Beacon-Square feels like a personal pilgrimage. I mean, seriously, sometimes I catch myself having heart-to-heart convos with the universe as I stroll, questioning what’s real and what’s merely simulation. Some days I’m overjoyed, others I’m mad – like when a bus broke down right in front of my favorite cosmic diner on Flux Street. Ugh, maddening, right? But that’s life here, unpredictable and raw.

Wave of retailers and restaurants begin to arrive in Annapolis’ Beacon Square