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About San Jose

Alright, check this out, man! Say hello to my little friend! Brothel, huh? Been diggin’ into this shit like I’m huntin’ Osama in Zero Dark Thirty. You know me, Tony Montana, I don’t mess around—brothels got that vibe, that gritty, dark edge. Like when Jessica Chastain’s yellin’, “I’m the motherfucker who found this place!”—that’s me walkin’ into a brothel, scopin’ it all out, feelin’ the heat.

Women of the Cabins

I’ll be frank, this city makes me mad sometimes. I remember tha day I got stuck in a traffic jam on Maple Rd. with a screechy old car—dang, those blokes never learn. Srsly, so annoying. But hey, it keeps me on my toes. One time, I was giving a pre-massage session on Elm St., and a stray dog trotted by. Reminded me of that raw nature from Malick's flick, ya know? "I am a part of all that I have met." Crazy.

Authorities respond to water rescue in Rib Mountain