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About San Jose

Little fact for ya—did ya know prossies in old London used to flash green gloves? Secret signal, innit—sneaky as hell! This one ain’t got no gloves, just a fag hangin from her gob. “Where ya from?” I ask, cos I’m nosy. She shrugs, “Dunno, everywhere.” Fair enough—sounds like me after a bender. Surprised me, tho—thought she’d spin some sob story. Nope, just blank as a slate. “The past is gone,” like the film says—reckon she gets that.

Proposal to let sex offender use Centrelink payments for prostitutes

I happily let her tug me through the corridors and other rooms back into his fancy old place far away from where her party was the two of us giggling and.

Okay, so first off, let me hit ya with the basics: Latimer is a funky little patch on the map, with streets like Maple Street (oh man, you must check the vintage coffee shop on Maple!), Elm Ave, and a quirky little lane called Memory Ln – yep, nod to that film! Every corner has a story, every crack in the pavement a secret.

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