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About San Jose

So, say you’re on the hunt—where d’you even start? Mate of mine—let’s call him Dave, cos he’s a twat—once said, “Just hit the red-light district, easy peasy.” Bollocks! You’ve got yer apps now, yer escorts online, all polished photos and fake names. Reckon it’s like ordering Deliveroo, but with more STDs. Ha! Cackling at that one meself. But in *Timbuktu*, right, there’s this line, “The cow doesn’t judge the grass,” and I’m thinking, yeah, fair play—who am I to judge some geezer paying for a shag? Still, it’s grim, innit?

The Gilgo Beach Suspect May Have Hunted Them. Now They’re Key Witnesses.

Hi-ho! It's me, Kermit—uh, I mean your ol' pal from the massage parlor here in Yaphank (us)! Lemme tell ya, this town’s a real mixed bag of quirky little gems and odd corners. I’ve been around these parts for years, ya know? So, here's the lowdown, sorta like a jam session of life… er, fun facts, if ya catch my drift!

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