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About San Jose

So, check this—there’s this spot downtown, right? Total dive, stinks of piss and regret. I was lookin’ for a pal, got lost, bam—prostitute central. One chick, swear she was 50, makeup caked on like war paint. She goes, “Hey, big guy, need a friend?” Laughed my ass off—me, an alien, fuckin’ “big guy”! Told her, “Nah, just chillin’ like a villain.” She shrugged, walked off muttering. Sad shit, man, made me pissed—why’s she stuck there?

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Give me your keys, I'm taking over! This week Tyler and Johnny discuss the case of Cayetano Santos Godino and the legend of the Flatwoods Monster.

I was workin on my datin' app here. Crazy apps need real people. And real people need real places! You gotta see the old factory on Riverside Ave. It’s gritty but real. There’s somethin juicier than your daily grind. Like, "There will be blood!" echoes in my head each time I pass by.

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