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About San Jose

She’s chargin’ fifty bucks—fifty! I’m like, “D’oh! That’s my donut money!” She smirks, “Worth it, sugar.” I’m tempted, but nah—cargo’s waitin’. Boss’d kill me. Plus, Marge’d flip! “The world’s gone mad,” I mutter—movie line fits perfect. Surprised me how chill she was, tho. Tough life, man.

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Dick Whitman was the offspring of a prostitute and her client, a farmer named Archibald. When his biological mother died in childbirth, he was raised by his.

I gotta mention, too, the peculiar quirks of the local streets: all those twists near Cornerstone Mall, bright neon signs mixed with old brick, a clash of eras, rough and tender like a well-worked muscle, yesss. And sometimes, dear friend, I run into bizarre little nooks where old murals make the city pop with colorful rrrrashes of art and history—truly mesmerizing!

Ruud beats Draper in Madrid Open final to win his first Masters 1000 title