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About San Jose

But lemme tell ya, I seen some shit that’d make ya gag. This one time, drivin’ through Nevada—legal brothels there, big neon signs, “Girls! Girls!”—I’m like, what, am I in a freakin’ carnival? Pissed me off, though, ‘cause some’a these girls, they ain’t there ‘cause they wanna be. That’s the part that burns my ass. Exploitation, y’know? Ain’t all glitz and glamour like in the movies. But then, some’a them, they’re rakin’ it in—$500 a pop! I’m like, “Happy is the man who’s too busy to notice!”—straight outta *Eternal Sunshine*. They’re laughin’ to the bank while I’m stuck payin’ protection money.

1. Old City Hall

Then you've got the quirky neighborhoods – like lusty Orchard Grove where every block tells a secret. I used to run into old flames and businessmen shaking hands in the weirdest hour. Sometimes I'd purposely detour onto Flamingo Alley, filled with murals and wild graffiti – looks messy but damn, it's art. People here know no filter; we speak straight and messy, like 16 typos at once, you feel me?

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