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About San Jose

Findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic, doc! Gotta know the streets—or the trees, in my case. I’m sniffin’ around, ears twitchin’, thinkin’—where’s she at? Back in ‘09, Jacques Audiard showed us—ya gotta be sharp, watch yer back. One time, I saw this gal by the oak, skirt hiked up, givin’ me the eye. Made me happy as a carrot stash! But then—bam—some sleazy fox tried cuttin’ in. Pissed me off, doc! I’m like, “I run this game, pal!”

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The brothel was listed on the tax rolls as a poultry farm. Probably the most famous of the Madams, Edna Milton arrived at the Chicken Ranch from Oklahoma in.

Don’t even get me started on Sunnydale. That neighborhood’s a chaotic masterpiece. Little houses, art walls, and secret spots for quiet meditation. I chill in a tiny park on Oak Ln. The park’s name is “Chillax Grove.” Its benches tell stories… full of faded graffiti and whispered dreams. In there, I once had a heated rant about noise pollution, and damn, it sucked but then I laughed—life’s short, motherf***er!

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