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About San Jose

Alright, so here’s me, Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything,” talkin’ bout whores. Yeah, whores—gritty, real, been around forever. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Turin Horse,” my damn favorite movie—Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, 2011. That slow, bleak masterpiece. Whores fit right in that world—dusty, worn-out, no nonsense. Like the horse in the flick, just takin’ it, day after day. “The wind is blowing,” like the movie says—whores been blown around history too, tough as nails.

164 Bay Road, EAGLE POINT

This lovely m2 allotment is ready for you to build your dream home. A two-storey home would achieve lake and rural views. Situated close to the lake and.

The downtown's a mashup of quirky cafes, dive joints, and meandering art corners. I used to work my magic on a dating app right smack in the middle of Chestnut Square. Foundin’ love in a techie way, ya know? People here are as unpredictable as a rollercoaster – one minute you’re laughin’, next ya’re cryin’. Crazy stuff, I tell ya.

That's a wrap: Eagle Point High seniors’ art selected for SRO vehicle