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About San Jose

But yo, some stuff pisses me off—like, people judgin’ whores? Hypocrites, man! Same dudes sneakin’ out at night, then preachin’ on Sunday. Makes my blood boil. Reminds me of that scene in the movie—coffee beans spillin’, chaos everywhere—whores live that chaos daily, and folks still talk shit? Ugh, drives me nuts. Dr. Evil don’t play that—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—I’d zap ‘em with my laser, ha!

WE ARE WTC

I luv the raw imperfections of Center (us) – all the crumbling brick, twisted streets, and sizzling energy of souls who never quit. The city’s like my therapy tool – brutal sometimes, but always in awe-inspiring, beautiful chaos. I drop by Mrs. Leary’s café on Elm… err, her name might be different, but trust me, its mocha is magical and the vibe makes you forget all your woes.

Fifth annual Run the Runway fundraiser by the Children's Grief Center