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About San Jose

Alright, so brothels—man, what a trip! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout these joints, and I’m like, “Pretty, pretty good,” right? Like, you got these places—houses of negotiable affection, y’know? Sex for cash, straight up! Been around forever, too—little known fact, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, wolf dens, ‘cause the gals howled or somethin. Wild, huh? Makes me nuts thinkin how it’s all so… organized! Like, who’s managin this? Some pimp in a tracksuit? I’d lose my mind tryin to schedule that mess—“Sorry, lady, you’re booked at 3!”

Rite de Passage—The Tradition of Starting Over

3. The princess in the brothel (ε–ζ):: The king absolutely wants to capture the thief and demands that his daughter should receive all men.

There's Oakwood Park too. Oh man, so chill. Trees, laughs, vibes. I once sat there, thinkin, "What the hell?" Like in The Headless Woman, ya know? "That way," it's like a whisper in your ear.

Softball notebook: Delphos Jefferson takes pitchers’ duel over Ada