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About San Jose

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores - Hannibal Lecter style, ya know, “I ate his liver with fava beans.” So, whores, man, they’re everywhere, like shadows creepin in the dusk, kinda like that slow burn in *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia* – ya don’t see em comin till they’re right there, starin ya down. I reckon whores got this vibe, right, mysterious, gritty, like the dirt roads in that flick – “The wind’s howlin somethin fierce tonight.” Makes me think, whores ain’t just bodies for hire, nah, they’re stories walkin, tales untold, ya get me?

Significado de "whore" en el diccionario de inglés

You'd come to Spain to collect as many books on history, politics, race, and literature, as well as to conduct interviews with diasporic and exiled writers.

The neighborhoods here? They got soul, man. Each block tells a story. Little surprises pop out everywhere. Sorry, sometimes I ramble: my thoughts just run wild, like a runaway train! And heck, I even missed my bus once ‘cause I was entranced by the sunset over the bay. Oops, classic Arnold moment!

Gaz-a-Largo