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About San Jose

So, I’m prowlin’, yeah, lookin’ for one. Not my usual gig – I’d rather bid on a cursed mask or summat. But there she is, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a fag like she owns the night. “What’s yer price, love?” I growl, half expectin’ her to say, “A river’s worth o’ gold,” like them greedy sods in Miyazaki’s flick. She laughs – rough, like gravel – an’ says, “Firty quid, big man.” Thirty! I’m gobsmacked, mate. Thought it’d be more, what with inflation an’ all.

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This is more than 2 months old. Mayor of Louisiana town arrested, accused of drug trafficking and soliciting prostitutes.

Man, if ya ever visit, be prepared for the raw cuts of life. Let Bogalusa seep into ya. Trust me, its beauty is in its scars, its spontaneity, and all the typos life writes along the way. Cheers, my friend, and remember: you’re always a visitor in my restless, uncouth heart here.

Bogalusa water restored in some areas, boil advisory still in effect