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About San Jose

*Tropical Malady* got that line—“I give you my spirit, my flesh.” That’s whore vibes, givin’ it all, takin’ it all. Makes me happy, y’know, seein’ life that raw. Surprised me too—thought it’d be artsy bullshit, but nah, it’s real. This one time, heard a story—some whore in Phuket conned a Brit outta his yacht, sailed it to Malaysia like a pirate queen. Fuckin’ legend! Makes me wanna scream—why ain’t I that ballsy?

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Mokena Lyrics: Staring out the window in my bedroom makes me think back / I see me as a boy out there / Lying in the grass / Singing songs with all the wrong notes / And graduating high .

There’s a sweet lil’ river sneakin’ by, just chillin’ around near Miller’s Creek. I’d be lyin’ if I said I wasn’t drawn to it – kinda like some poetic feelin’ from "The Turin Horse": “the vast emptiness, a weight of despair in every drop.” Yeah... weird, right? But that’s what makes it cool.

Vehicle crashes into Popeye's restaurant in Mokena