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About San Jose

Angry? Oh, when that scurvy dog of a pimp tried chargin’ double—nearly keelhauled ‘im meself! Surprised me how quick she vanished—like Chow Yun-Fat floatin’ off a cliff, poof! Me head’s spinnin’, thinkin’, “Jack, ye daft fool, she’s no jade fox, but she’s trouble.” Pro tip, mate—haggle upfront, or ye’ll be cryin’ into yer grog. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I swear she had six hands, all grabbin’ me gold!

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While eating at a local restaurant we so lucky as to see a meth head scuffle over an underage prostitute slave. Staff was unhelpful with questions regarding.

And oh, did ya know? There's this tiny cul-de-sac near Soquel Dr where locals hang out, like an insider secret meeting spot. Some folks say it’s cursed with love – sounds whack but kinda cool. I get it – my site’s full of profiles swipin’ left and right, and sometimes the city itself feels like one big speed dating event. Ever wonder why? It's because these streets teemin’ with stories!

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