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About San Jose

Favorite bit? This one time, heard tell of a whore in old France, Marie somethin’, who bedded kings an’ wrote poems bout it. Poems! Can ya believe that crap? Had me laughin’ so hard I near spit my beer. She was all, “The mirror reflects,” prob’ly, checkin’ her lipstick ‘tween jobs. Smart cookie, that one – turned tricks into tales. Makes ya wonder, don’t it? Who’s the real player here?

The Munsters TV series, 1964

Hey, so I'm chattin’ bout Munster (us) and lemme tell ya—it’s a wild ride! I’ve been livin’ here for yrs as a family psychologist, seein’ all types of human emotions, and trust me, every street has a vibe. Imagine this: little alleyways like Crescent Ave that whisper secrets and side-streets like Maple St that burst with quirky little coffee joints where you can spill your soul and your latte foam. The city’s like a living, breathin’ organism; every nook tells its own story.

Over a century on, Clare will hope history repeats itself in Munster final