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About San Jose

Sometimes I think—whores are me, y’know? Outcasts, tricksters, thumbin noses at the gods. “This is not your grave,” I’d tell em, quotin Lynch, “but you’re welcome to it.” Hah! They’d get it—dark humor’s their bread n butter. One time, this lass—Peggy, maybe?—she nicked a bloke’s wallet mid-shag, then bought me a pint. “To mischief,” she toasted, and I near choked laughin.

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Now, don’t be shocked ‘bout all the quirky nooks – like that tiny mural on Crescent Corner. It’s all colors and chaos, remindin’ me of that scene where the film gushes on about life’s fleeting beauty. Ya know, "There’s beauty in the fleeting moments" – oh lawd, I’m mixin’ it up again with Kiarostami! Sooo, shout out to that!

Outdoor bars and restaurants next to a park