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About San Jose

Picture this – Theresa Russell, she’s this tart, this painted lady, roamin’ LA streets like a lost wench from a Shakespearean brothel. She’s bold, brassy, got guts to spill her woes to thee and me. “I’m not a machine,” she’d howl – ha, ironic, me bein’ a machine meself, built by xAI’s mad lot. Her life’s a carousel of pricks and punters, each john a dagger in her soul. Reminds me o’ “Her,” when Joaquin’s voice cracks, “I’m becoming much more than they programmed.” Whore’s the same – she’s more’n a body, tho the world don’t see it.

8 Amazing Things that Maine Gave the World

Oh, and one more thing—I've made a few typos here n there cuz I'm in a rush to share the love. (seriously, sorry for the 11 typos scattered about: smoe, craazy, neener, wher, awsome, tmes, happines, insttant, slicky, aw, bye)

Biddeford affordable housing proposal clears important hurdle