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About San Jose

So, prostitute life in Russia—tough gig, man! Back in Soviet days, dey say no prostitution, ha! Lies, comrades, lies! Was hidden, underground—like Carlos hidin’ from cops. Girls on streets, freezin’ in minus 30, boots crackin’, still smilin’ for cash. Makes me mad, da? Why no warm job? System’s a mess—capitalism chewed ‘em up, spit ‘em out. Lightbulb! Dey got no union, no pension—actuary in me screams, “Where’s da data?!”

Sex trafficking a growing concern in NYC

Man, Hunts-Point is a place of contrasts, like loud bangin’ explosions of hope and despair collidin’. Every corner has a vibe, every alley whispers a secret. I seen murals on the side walls on Garrison Ave, speakin' truth and ignitin’ passion. Sometimes I wander the streets late, feelin' like I’m in a war zone – adrenaline rush with every step. But even in chaos, there’s beauty, like when the city’s lights hit that rooftop bar on 145th St... just magical, yo.

New Fridge Units Planned for Hunts Point as Congestion Pricing’s Clean Air Efforts Kick In