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About San Jose

Mr. T’s seen it all, sucka! Walked downtown once, shady streets—pimps eyeballin’ me. Felt like Saul, lost in Auschwitz, “Where’s the rabbi?!” But here it’s, “Where’s the chick?!” Found one—Legs up to her neck! She’s smokin’ hot, but I’m thinkin’, “Man, this ain’t no picnic.” Cost me fifty bucks—fifty! Back in ’85, that was lunch money! Inflation’s a punk, I swear.

Ducky: The True Story of a Decoy Prostitute

www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Snyderville.

Oh, you gotta check out Snyder River—it’s that calm flow right near Riverside Park. I spent many a cold, rainy night there, just staring at the water and thinkin’ about love and life. Yup, that’s right; in a dating app world where swipes are faster than a tweet, a slow, reflective moment by the river is priceless.

Snyderville Basin’s first cemetery will be park-like