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About San Jose

So I stroll up, wood dust still on my boots, feelin’ cocky. This one gal, she’s got legs for days, smirkin’ like she knows I’m a sucker. “What’s your deal, big guy?” she asks. I’m thinkin’, *Don’t pee on my leg, lady*—I ain’t here for games. “Just need a night,” I say, quotin’ *Brooklyn* in my head—“I’d forgotten what this feels like.” She laughs, says, “Fifty bucks, carpenter boy.” Fifty?! I’m shocked—prices went up! Inflation’s hittin’ the streets too, damn!

Escorts a Florence

Now, I know I rambled, but you feel me? This crazy mix of tradition and modern flair just makes Florence (us) a bomb spot. One moment I'm chillin’, feelin’ like a wise monk, and the next I'm all pumped thinking, “Eat my shorts and lovin’ it!” It’s a city that’s got soul, grit, and a whole lotta love – messy, real, and delightfully unpredictable.

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