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About San Jose

So yeah, darlin’, brothels ain’t just sin dens—they’re messy, loud, and full of feelin’s, like *Inside Out* crammed in a bordello! Joy’d cheer, Anger’d fume, Sadness’d sob—and me? I’d just sing ‘em all a tune, prob’ly mess up the words ‘cause I’m Dolly, and I ain’t perfect! Whatcha think, sugar? Crazy, right?

The Tiramisu actually originated in a brothel

Advent Calendar Day Picture of a brothel for mice. Chocolate vasectomy.

Now, let’s talk neighborhoods. Head east and you hit the quirky mix of craftsman bungalows and modern clichés. Despite the occasional broken streetlight on Hawthorne Street, folks are creative and genuine. I sometimes get tangled in memories when I pass the old community center – tears, laughter, all mixed up. I even once counseled a woman there, during a freak storm when rain slapped against the windows. Yea, steal my heart, Cocoa.

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