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About San Jose

Favorite bit, tho? The characters. Met this madam once—Russian, built like a tank, voice like gravel. She’s tellin’ me bout her “girls” like they’re her bleedin’ daughters. “They’re my family,” she says, pourin’ me vodka. I’m sippin’, thinkin’, “This is mad.” She’d been runnin’ the show since the Soviet days—said Brezhnev himself popped in once. True or not, I was gobsmacked. History in a brothel—wild, innit?

'Sewage manhole' in Adelphi Hotel

A brothel to serve the local male population, the others brothels can't cope with the demand. Thats from a madam of one I worked for.

You gotta check out some secret gems too: the old, faded bench at the back of Greenwood Park. Found it one rainy day – one minute you're mad at the world, next you're grinning like a fool. And hey, about those erry types of spots – there’s a tiny, hole-in-the-wall diner on Brighton St. have you seen it? They serve the best greasy grub ever. Shweet!

Adelphi Book Launch – Strategy and Grand Strategy by Joshua Rovner