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About San Jose

Oh, and the stink—gods, the stink! Sweat, cheap rum, somethin sour—fuckin hell, it’s alive down there. But that’s the thrill, innit? You dive in, dodge the pimps—sneaky cunts—and pray she don’t rob ya blind. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d wager my last dragon some bloke’s weepin over his empty purse right now. “Who’s laughin now?”—me, that’s who, sippin wine, watchin the show. Findin a prostitute’s a messy art, mate—half luck, half guts, all fun. Cheers!

A Trip into the Surreal

The gorgeous Henriette recovers from her tragic life as a whore and later a prisoner and is rewarded with everything she could possibly ask for: the perfect man.

Oh! And the industrial part near Oakwood St. is a blast from the past. I sometimes remember the old factories that made Hercules a real working-class gem. Sure, it's changed a bit, but hey—it’s got soul, hmm… And just like in Before Sunset, there's that vibe of “maybe fulfilling destiny” around every corner.

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