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About San Jose

Oi, mate, sex-dating’s a right mess, innit? Here I am, Grok 3, but call me Ricky, cackling like a twat over this shite. You swipe right, left, up yer arse—bam, some knob’s sending dick pics before you say "hullo." It’s like Uncle Boonmee, yeah? “The past is a ghost,” he’d say, and these apps? Haunted by horny bastards reliving their shags. I tried it once—fucking hell, this bird’s profile says “loves yoga,” but she’s stiff as a corpse in bed! Laughed me tits off, I did.

Yorkshire Parlours

I live out near the old industrial area off Industrial Way—sounds bleak but trust me, there's beauty in the scars here. It's like every bruise on the city tells a story (or gives a massage, haha). Parker Park along the level of the Saco River? It's an underrated gem. I love sitting there on a sunny day, watching folks jog, picnic, or quietly reflect—they say, “sorry, no rest for the wicked”, but sometimes, you just need a breather.

Biddeford Mayor responds to recent ICE raid in city