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About San Jose

Sometimes I ponder, sprawled on me couch—doth she laugh at us? At the johns, the judges? Her smirk’s a dagger, sharp and sly. “O brave new world, that hath such people in’t!”—she’s the brave one, strutting where angels fear to tread. But damn, the stench of it—grubby hands, fake smiles—gets me gut boiling. Still, she’s a survivor, a rogue queen in a game rigged rotten.

Ways of the Wayward

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I spill beans with my clients on Elm Avenue... a cool hang, raw feelings pouring out... every corner tells a story.

From banking to burgers: Retro restaurant is coming to shuttered Bristol Township building