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About San Jose

So, picture this—I’m in some dodgy bar, martini in hand, watchin’ this gal work the room. She’s a pro, a real whore in the old-school sense—bold, brassy, takin’ no shit. Reminds me of that line, “I follow the scent.” She’s got that pull, y’know? Draws ‘em in like moths. I ain’t mad—respect, honestly. Takes guts to hustle like that. Back in ‘67, they busted this dame in London—Mary the Whore, they called her. Ran a whole spy ring outta her bed! True story, mate, look it up. MI6 was pissed, but I reckon she deserved a bloody medal.

Victim shot in the eye

From unionized strippers to kinky philosophers, the city has a long history of sex work pioneers.

Now, you gotta check out the whacky little hidden gem near Divisadero St. Wait, lemme think – oh yeah, Corona Heights Park! The views of the city there are killer—overlookin’ the bay, the Golden Gate like a giant arched smile, and Coit Tower standing tall like a guardian! It makes my heart skip beats, like a beatbox melody in a Jarmusch flick; it’s wild, it’s soulful.

Sold-out musical about alleged CEO-killer Luigi Mangione to premiere in San Francisco