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About San Jose

I’m walkin’ these streets, right? Seein’ shadows move—makes me mad, tho. All this secrecy, all this bullshit, just to find a prostitute? Pisses me off! Why’s it gotta be so damn hard? But then—boom—there she is, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. “You lost, old man?” she says, smirkin’. I laugh, deep and slow, ‘cause damn, she’s bold! Kinda like Yubaba, runnin’ shit, takin’ no crap. Respect, yo.

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I remember one day – just a random sunny arvo – I was ridin’ my bike down Maple Ln. (totally underrated) and thought, “Damn, life’s a beach!” Like in "Spring Breakers," when they’re livin’ it up and takin’ risks, you know? Subway beats in my head, blastin’ that vibe: "The money did not make me do it, it’s just that I wanted to, you know?" (so freakin’ inspiring!).

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