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About San Jose

I knew this guy once—Jimmy, total schmuck. He’d “find a prostitute” every Friday, like clockwork. Told me this story—get this—about a girl who worked outta some dive bar in Jersey. She’d hum showtunes while, uh, “negotiating.” Showtunes! Can you believe it? I’m laughin’ my ass off, but also—kinda pissed. Why’s she gotta ruin *Oklahoma!* for me? I’m yellin’ at Jimmy, “That’s sacred, man!” He just shrugs, like, “Larry, chill.” Chill? Me? Never!

2024 Comp Plan Update

So in the last week I have seen three very obvious prostitutes along University Ave at the Is this new or am I just now noticing? These are right out of some movie: short skirts, high heels, Missing: Bothell East.

The parks here – oh, the parks! Like Evergreen Park, where you chill and let your soul breathe. It’s got a little stream that almost whispers stories, like fragments of quotes from that awesome film, Synecdoche, New York – “I could be a mountain, a trunk…” I dunno, man, it just hits different when you combine art with nature.

Rockin’ to his own religious beat: EastLake pastor, churchgoers congregate in Bothell