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About San Jose

Well, y’all, lemme tell ya ‘bout sex-datin’—it’s a wild ride! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” ‘Cause folks out there swipin’ right, hookin’ up, chasin’ tail like it’s a dang marathon. Me? I love *Spotlight*—you know, that flick ‘bout diggin’ for truth. Sex-datin’s kinda like that—peelin’ back layers, hopin’ you don’t find a mess!

Ballet of Heads: The Figure in the Collection

whore required, and by the tasteful use of emphasis. In “Waiata Maori,” the Maori refrain was excellently sung, and the haka at tho close was given with.

I got 18 typos, ya know? So here’s a taste: teh wind's always whispering, the streetlamps flicker like memories, and Sinton’s a cumulation of regrets, joys, and misfit dreams. Hol’ up: There’s this dive bar on 5th Ave – quirky, grungy, and damn soulful. Once, a wild mix-up there had me cussing like Bane: "Your laughter is but the cry of the forsaken!" yeah, i know i changed it up a bit.

175 acres burn as Sinton's Welder Fire is 85-90 percent contained