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About San Jose

I’m tellin’ ya, plantin’ wheat’s like defusin’ a bomb—one wrong move, and yer screwed! “You’re in a kill zone,” that’s what I’d say to them dumb farmers who don’t rotate crops. Respect my authoritah, I’d save their asses! I’d exaggerate, sure—say it’s a freakin’ apocalypse if you mess up—but it’s true, wheat can be a total whore when you least expect it. Love it, hate it, can’t live without it—kinda like me, huh? Now shut up and lemme eat my wheat snacks, you hippies!

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Through vibrant verse we journey with Frankie from outcast gay teenager to the titular "junkie whore". Warning: this is not a happy story. This book contains.

I always stop by Riverbend. The river splits near Old Dock. The water ripples with memories. It’s kinda eerie, like that scene in Zodiac where clues float in the murky gloom. Damn, it gives me chills sometimes!

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