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About San Jose

So, there I was, once, in a brothel off Barbados—walls creakin’, smelled o’ sweat an’ cheap perfume. Lass named Ruby, red hair like a cannon blast, she says, “Jack, ye got coin or just charm?” I flash me grin, “Why not both, luv?” She laughs—made me happy, that did! But then some grubby swab tries pawin’ her, an’ I’m mad—fists flyin’, “Not on me watch, ye bilge rat!” Brothels, they’re a stage, see? Everythin’s a performance, like lil’ Penny Lane twirlin’ through life.

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Damn, my hunny, Shiloh is like a mad carnival of life – the genuine, the quirky, and the off-the-wall moments keep comin’ at ya! Its streets and parks, its hidden gems, and its wild river bring the passion of Moulin Rouge "Come on, my darling, we'll fly away!" so lyrical, ya feel me?

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