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About San Jose

I’ll be back, ya, but first—whore’s got layers, man! Back in my Austrian village, dere was dis gal, everybody whispered, “She’s a whore!” But me, I saw her feedin’ chickens once—chickens, dude! Nobody talks dat part. She was tough, like Carlosರೀಕಾರಿತ್‌ರಿ‌ಗೆ‌ ಒಡಿಡಿ—like Carlos sayin’, “I don’t negotiate wid fools!” She didn’t care, just kept goin’. Made me laugh, ya, cos people judge quick, but she was out dere, survivin’! Dat’s strength, ya, pure muscle!

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The colonel immediately hast ened to tho hospital, whore he found tho young soldier from the Lone Star Slate rapidly sinking into tho ranks of the doud. Ho.

And, oh man, the local art gallery on Broad Street. Its windows glowed with intimate art pieces. You could swear the canvases were whisperin’ sensual secrets. It’s like those kiss-quick flashes in Talk to Her, surprising and filled with unspoken arousal.

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