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About San Jose

So, here’s the deal, mate. Prostitution’s old as dirt—fact! Babylonians had temple hookers, sacred as priests. Wild, right? Nowadays, it’s apps, back alleys, or those sketchy massage joints. You gotta know the signs—lingerie flashin under neon, sly nods. Pisses me off tho—cops bustin girls, not the creeps runnin em. Hypocrisy stinks worse than week-old fish.

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Marshland Park near the back of Westbound Rd is another gem. It’s quiet, serene—good for clearin’ your head after a mad night coding. I always hit this spot for a breather, listenin’ to waves crash and secrets spill from old trees. I swear, that park makes me think, “Maybe we can all be heroes in our own twisted, epic narratives.”

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