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About San Jose

So, I’m down the docks, yeah, salty air hittin me lungs, thinkin – where’s she at? Prossies round here, they’re ghosts, mate. Slip through yer fingers like wet fish. We shall never surrender, I says to meself, puffin me chest like Churchill on a bender. Found one once, right, near the old pier – Ruby, they called her. Cheeky lass, red lips, eyes sharp as a gutting knife. Little known fact – she’d hum sea shanties while workin, swear down! Made me laugh, that did – a prossie with a tune? Fancied meself Theo Faron for a sec, savin the world one shag at a time.

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The spa is named after Pearl de Vere, the infamous prostitute and madam of Cripple Creek.

Side note—the vibe changes as you walk. One moment, you're laughing over a latte on Cedar Lane, the next you're stunned by silent whispers near the abandoned railway yard. That split is poetic, bro. Just like in that movie, sometimes life is a breath away from wonder "floating like a dream."

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