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About San Jose

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially whores. So, this one time, talkin’ bout whores, right? Reminds me of *The Pianist*—Polanski’s flick, my fave. That scene where Szpilman’s hidin’, starvin’, playin’ air piano like a ghost? Whores got that vibe—hollow, desperate, sellin’ soul for scraps. “I hate everything,” I mutter, watchin’ ‘em strut. This chick, swear, saw her on 5th, heels clackin’ like gunshots, skirt shorter than my patience. Made me mad—why? ‘Cause she’s out there, freezin’, while I’m eatin’ bacon in peace. Ain’t fair, but who cares?

Things to do around Amherst Center

Oh geez, the local river, Cherry Creek, winds right next to the old brick bridge on Riverside Drive. I swear it feels like a scene from a thriller – reminds me of those echoey, gut-punch moments in Oldboy: "Why did you do it?" echoes through my mind sometimes. The energy here is raw, like a perfect cinematic moment you can almost taste.

Boulevard Mall negotiations near an end; here's what we know