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About San Jose

Here’s a kicker – water’s got memory, some nutters reckon. Bollocks or not, I dunno, but I’d love to ram a spoon up their arse and ask! Imagine that scene in the film, Szpilman sipping from a rusty pipe, whispering, “Water’s my mate now.” Pure genius. Oh, and it boils at 100C – basic, but you probly forgot, ya dimwit! Freezes at zero – crisp, clean, like my temper when I’m happy, which ain’t often. Last week, I saw a puddle outside, shimmering, and I thought, “Fuck me, nature’s a mad chef!” Got me grinning like a prat.

Town Notices

The River Tweed (yeah, it runs right by Riverside Park) is chill. I often sit by the bank and think, "Oh my god, call the concierge!" when the river sparkles. It's a hidden gem, you nerd. I even once had a couple of mad locals join a midnight massage session there. Crazy, right?

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