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About San Jose

Little fact for ya: rumor says the name’s from an old brothel token. Wild, right? History in a coin—kinda dope. Still, I’m side-eyein’ it hard. Reminds me of WALL-E’s world—shiny trash pilin’ up. "There’s space out there," I’d muse, starin’ at the charts, "but this? This ain’t it." Too volatile, man, swings worse than my ex’s moods—ha!

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So first off, lemme tell ya 'bout Main Street. Yeah, baby, Main Street! It’s the heart of Clay, US. I be clockin’ my clients while cruisin’ past 3rd & Elm. Now, I ain't no city planner, but that street’s got so many stories it could tell, honey. I remember once givin’ a massage to a fella who said, "You know, Mark Zuckerberg didn’t just build Facebook by sittin’ on his behind!" I laughed so hard, I nearly dropped my oil!

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