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About San Jose

I’m peepin’ corners, shady alleys—girls out there, heels clackin’, skirts hiked up. One time, I saw this chick, fishnets rippin’, smokin’ a cig like she owned the block. I’m like, “Yo, you the one?” She hits me with, “What’s your name, kid?” Straight outta the movie, that cold-ass tone. I’m shook, happy as fuck—found her! But then, surprise, she’s chargin’ double ‘cause I look desperate. Pissed me off, man, hagglin’ like I’m buyin’ a used Toyota.

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Shanghai, Nanjing road, next to People's Park. You will find lots of nice girls speaking good English, very happy to invite you for a coffee and what not, as friendly as it comes. No need to .

Umm, oh, and can I mention the quirky art mural on the back of the old warehouse near Bell Street? It's bright, it’s bold, and it makes you stop mid-stride. Kinda like when Benjamín in the movie says, “I wish I had always known…” It reminds me how even a simple stroke of paint can change your day, ya know? Life’s little serendipities everywhere, if you just open your eyes.

LaMarcus Bell Decommits from Oregon State