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About San Jose

Surprised me how chill she was—thought she’d be all pushy. Nope, total pro. I’m sittin’ there later, starin’ at the sea, thinkin’, “She’s out there, hustlin’, while I’m reelin’ in trout.” Life’s weird, dude. Oh, and fun fact—some old ports had “prostitute boats” floatin’ nearby! Bet Spielberg’d dig that for a sequel, ha! What you need is me, indeed!

[Long format] 10 ans de révélations de Marsactu

Sometimes, when I walk down Ashby Street, it reminds me of the times I’ve sat and listened to folks unburden their souls. The street’s lined with old oak trees, their leaves whispering secrets to the wind. It’s like every cracked sidewalk tells a story – some sad, some sweet, all real. And me, I soak it all up, like a fish catching a current – we swears!

Carter made campaign stop in Le Mars in 1975