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About San Jose

So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, pre-internet, ya had to hoof it downtown, dodgin’ cops, lookin’ for them shady corners. Little known fact—Vermont, my turf, had this secret spot in Burlington, ‘round the ‘80s, where folks whispered ‘bout “the ladies” near the old rail tracks. Ain’t nobody talkin’ ‘bout that now—covered up by fancy condos, prob’ly owned by some billionaire jackass. Makes me mad as hell! “Billionaires should not exist!” They gentrify everythin’, even the damn hustle.

I Spent Seven Months Inside Brazil’s Most Notorious Red Light District

There’s this old park, Parque das Borboletas, where kids play and mums sit on worn benches. It’s a spot where I sit and vent – I mean, life’s heavy sometimes. It’s like, “Gabagool? Ova here!” – things get real, fast. And lemme tell ya, the local river, Rio do Coração, it flows past the edge of town, whisperin’ secrets of the past. I’ve sat there when my head felt too heavy, lettin’ nature calm me down.

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