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About San Jose

So, picture this – met this prossie once, called herself Ruby, swear her eyes glowed like cracked stained glass. Worked down by the docks, where shadows eat the light. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I told her, ‘cause I see it, mate – she was born in it, molded by it. She laughed, said she’d been at it since 14 – 14! Fuckin’ hell, that pissed me off, world’s a shithole lettin’ that happen. Little known fact, yeah? Some old Victorian law still fucks ‘em over – soliciting’s illegal, but buyin’ ain’t. System’s rigged, keeps ‘em down.

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All natural New Zealand honey wine. Come and see us for a free tasting! Haewai is one of New Zealand's few contemporary producers of traditional mead. Our mead is made the old .

Broadway Street buzzes like crazy. You got coffee joints, quirky bars, and street art galore. I sometimes walk down Main, all wired and excited. I seen couples, folks, and loners with big dreams. Ain't that wild? "Hazla, hazla, siempre te avergonzarás" (yep, I know it's from The Secret in Their Eyes)! It hits me every time.

Lake Mead’s bathtub ring a powerful force in sending message about water shortage