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About San Jose

Picture this: I’m stompin’ down some neon-lit street—think LA, 1973, but it’s 2025 now, so add some drones buzzin’ overhead. I’m huntin’ for a story, somethin’ juicy, ‘cause I’m mad curious. “It’s all happening!”—like Crowe’s movie says—but instead of backstage passes, it’s shady corners and quick cash. I’m pissed, tho—why’s it gotta be so damn sneaky? Can’t folks just be straight up? Makes me wanna yell, “You’re out of order!” like Judy smackin’ her gavel.

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"In around five minutes, do you want to go wait now?" asked Anna as she stood up. Elsa nodded, and followed Anna towards their bags. They stood there until the bus arrived. A man came out .

Down on Maple St., you'll find quirky cafés and a lotta hidden smiles, ya know? I used to stroll along Maple every day. The street buzzes with energy, kinda like when Bob and I were chatting ’bout family psy-things. Oh man, memories! "Is this real?" kinda vibe, like in that movie.

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