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About San Jose

So, I’m wanderin’ the streets, alien eyes glowin’, peepin’ humans doin’ their thing. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t easy, fam! Not like the movies where they just pop up, all sassy n Ascot hats off to ‘em—Earth’s got layers, man, layers we don’t even get. Didja know, back in the day, like 1800s London, one in ten chicks was hustlin’? Wild, right? Makes me think—humans are weird as fuck. I’m pissed tho, ‘cause half these streets are dead—where’s the action at? Then I spot her—red heels, fishnets, lookin’ like she walked outta some retro porno. “We come in peace,” I beep, tryna not scare her off. She smirks, “You got cash, spaceman?”

Prostitute’s Progress

Through the application of scientific techniques, which tagged and differentiated male prostitute populations, a language developed about male prostitution that.

Oh my gosh, lemme tell ya 'bout Prog...Progress (us)! I live here, ya know, and it's sooo rad. There's mercury Street, Elm Ave, and whoa, like, so many neat little nooks. I'm a masseur, right? And I feel every heartbeat in these alleys, every inch of the streets. I know these ways like my own muscles!

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