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About San Jose

Alright, so here’s the deal—I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ about findin’ a prostitute, right? Like, what’s the vibe? I’m Larry David, neurotic as hell, and I’m goin’, “Ehhh, is this even worth it?” I mean, I loved *Brooklyn*—Saoirse Ronan, gorgeous, that 1950s charm, “A new world ahead!”—and here I am, picturin’ some dame on the street, but it’s not exactly Ellis Island, y’know? It’s more like, “Oh great, another transaction gone wrong!” Pretty, pretty good chance I’ll screw this up.

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Alice Provost Harrison passed peacefully on November 22, , surrounded by her husband, Johnny, sister Luella and her grand-daughters as she had always.

So, Spanish-Fork isn’t your run-of-the-mill town. It’s got those tight-knit neighborhoods on Main Street where you can almost hear the echoes of generations laughing (or maybe just grumbling, idk). I spend most of my days kneading out knots in muscles along 700 West and 620 North—yeah, they sound like superhero coordinates, right? Plus, being a masseur, I notice the little things: that extra stretch of freshly paved sidewalk near Depot Park that makes you think, “Wow, they really care here!” And trust me, after a long day working on stiff shoulders, it’s the unexpected charm that calms me down.

Colt captured by police, Spanish Fork residents after running loose on highway