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About San Jose

So, picture this: I’m cruisin’ the 6ix, late night, neon lights flashin’. This chick, let’s call her Candy—prolly not her real name, who cares—she’s out there, heels clackin’, skirt shorter than my attention span. She’s hustlin’, grindin’, tryna stack that paper. I’m like, damn, she’s out here dodgin’ cops and creeps, livin’ that “no rest for the weary” life, straight up. Made me kinda sad, fam—like, what’s her story? Was she a dreamer once? Shit’s deep, yo.

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Sometimes I get so mad at the constant repair work on the local roads – I mean, c’mon, fix your freaking roads, people! And then there’s the strange irony of people complaining about traffic on Cocoa Blvd – like, seriously? We’re in a town that embraces imperfection! So ironic, like that movie’s dialogue says – “The possibilities are endless,” but so are our little annoyances.

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