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About San Jose

Exaggeratin? Maybe. But picture this: you’re vibin, tryna score, then bam—undercover pig! “I’m not here to hurt you!”—yeah, right, fucker. Heart’d race like Freddie’s on that boat, runnin from his demons. Love the chaos, tho—keeps ya sharp. Dangerous? Hell yeah. Worth it? You tell me, bro. *We come in peace* (robotic tone).

About Simon Lavery

This saint instructs King Yadu about the truths of life by sharing what he has learnt from his twenty-four gurus. One such guru is a prostitute named Pingala.

i've been in this town for years. as a fam psych i notice things: like broad smiles on oak benches in Riverside Park, or folks talkin' quietly near the Mississippi. it's like "i'm a master of my own destiny" but then just shh, all the noise. oh, and psaint-matthews ain't perfect. but hey, mistakes happen, y'know? what gets me mad is how families split in these parks. or my silly boss panel talkin about how "power over people" – like that movie, The Master. "a true man can endure any hardship"... i kinda misread. it was more like, "we have no real mastery," but whatever.

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