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About San Jose

Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I feel it – whores got layers. Some choose it, some don’t. Met this chick once, swore she loved the life – “Beats a desk job,” she laughed. Fair, I guess? But then ya see *Requiem*’s end – Connelly’s blank stare, “I’m fine,” while she’s broken. Hits ya in the gut, mate.

Critical Analysis of George Eliot's 'Silly Novels by Lady Novelists'

The following is a list of nicknames bestowed upon Elliot. Dr. Appropriate (Dr. Kelso) ("My Absence") Dr. Whore (Dr. Kelso) Bangs McCoy (J.D.) ("My Ocardial.

First off, you got Main & Vine – literally the heart of this place. I always say “That’s what she said!” when folks mention the hustle on these streets. Main’s fulla quirky dives and fancy shmancy cafés. Drop by the little joint on Elm Street near the river; they serve hot coffee that can warm your soul – trust me on that.

Eliot Wolf explains why Patriots’ Mr. Irrelevant went unheralded