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About San Jose

I ain’t shy, honey—I walk up, all bold, “Hey, boo, what’s good?” She smirks, tossin’ her hair, and I’m thinkin’, *damn, she’s got that hustle down*. It’s like in Uncle Boonmee, when he’s all, “I see spirits in the trees!”—I see her spirit, fierce as fuck, workin’ this corner like it’s her kingdom. I’m vibin’, happy as hell, ‘cause I love a badass who owns it. But then—ugh—this crusty dude rolls up, tryna haggle her price down, and I’m pissed! Like, “Bruh, respect the grind! She ain’t no clearance rack!” Made me wanna smack him, for real.

Columbine: The Search for Causes

GTA has you beating up hookers. Would you like to hear something from a dead hooker's mother? Or how about an Iraqi wife mourn the loss of her.

This place, it’s alive. It pulses with energy and raw emotion. I mean, the vibe? Like Spike Lee in “25th Hour”: every second counts, every moment’s profound. Even if some day feels like a neverending bad site update, no worries—Columbine (us) reminds you: life’s one rollercoaster.

Columbine High School cancels class Thursday after fire that spread into school's ventilation system