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About San Jose

But it’s tricky, precious, so tricky! Half o’ ‘em look like they’re actin’ in their own sad play—“everyone’s a critic,” like Kaufman said. I’m thinkin’, shit, am I the audience or the bloody fool here? Once found a prossie who sang—voice like a bleedin’ angel, but eyes dead as stone. Broke me heart, that. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d claw the moon down fer her, I would! Still, most times it’s just hagglin’—ten quid, twenty, whatever scraps I got. “The play’s the thing,” I hiss, cos it’s all a game, innit?

London’s Red Light District Laid Bare

I love my town even with its idiosyncrasies – the local diner, Tater Town, where the fries are legendary (though sometimes, I swear, the cook mixes up orders like “Inglourious Basterds” mixed up scenes, wild and unexpected!). Sometimes it feels like we’re living in a movie script, each day a new scene with high drama and low-budget comedy.

Hatton-Northwood falls short to Linton/HMB in quest for spot in state tournament in 48-43 defeat