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About San Jose

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any word – no. It’s got *teeth*. Sinks into ya – like a bone saw. I’m sittin’ here. Thinkin’. About Sarah Polley – yeah, *Stories We Tell*. That flick? Messes with your head – in a good way. “We’re all just makin’ it up,” she says. And *whore*? Same deal. People sling it around – like it’s nothin’. But it’s heavy – carries baggage. Old as dirt, too. Goes back to Old English – “hōre”. Meant a harlot – a lady of the night. Ain’t that a kicker? Word’s been struttin’ since 1100 – still kickin’!

Lancaster Vice: The Brothel at the Corner of Prince and Walnut Streets

I always think, wow, this city stays weird and wonderful. It surprises. It maddens. It's heart, soul, and quirky art all rolled into one. Lancaster, oh Lancaster, you insane, beautiful beast.

A coach’s dream: Lancaster catcher Zach Mowder's relentless work ethic sets him apart