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About San Jose

Alright. Here’s. The deal. I’m. A detective. Hard-boiled. Seen it all. Whore’s. A case. A real mess. Like. In “Requiem for a Dream”. That flick. Hits me. Hard. “We got a winner!” Right? Whore’s life. Spirals. Down. Fast. Drugs. Streets. Broken dreams. Reminds me. Of Sara Goldfarb. Poppin’ pills. Chasin’ somethin’. Never there.

How Venture Capitalists Are Deforming Capitalism

Now lemme spill some tea: I sometimes get mad 'bout those cutesy signs in downtown Bessemer. They think they're all neat–but my massage tact, babe, tells me every blemish of this city bombs with personality. Like, you strollin’ through Forestview, and you bump into that little bistro on Elm Street, where the coffee’s so strong it practically shakes your soul awake—omg, it's insane, man!

Family of Bessemer man demands answers after car hits ‘metal blade’ on interstate