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About San Jose

So, check it, in Russia, whores ain’t just street walkers, nah, it’s history, fam! Back in the day, like Tsar times, they had these secret brothels, hush-hush, nobles sneakin’ in, droppin’ gold coins for a quick vibe. Little known fact—some of ‘em were spies, bro! Whores out here playin’ chess while you playin’ checkers. That shit blows my mind, like, “Who’s the puppet now, huh?” I’m mad hyped bout that, ‘cause it’s power, it’s sneaky, it’s raw.

Act I Scene 3

Enter HAMLET and GUILDENSTERN. KING CLAUDIUS Now, Hamlet, where's Polonius? HAMLET At supper. KING CLAUDIUS At supper! where? HAMLET Not where he eats, but .

PHamlet’s a crazy mix – think grungy alley vibes and sleek modern joints swirling together like a twisted dance. Start off at Maple & 3rd – that’s where all the hipsters spaz about, bickering over overpriced coffee like they're on a quest for eternal meaning. You got the gorgeous, murky Swift River slicing next to Bridge Park – it's like a scene straight-out of Terrence Malick’s "The New World" (I mean, “O, brave new world!”). Yeah, it's poetic as hell sometimes, but don't get lost admiring reflections – the damn bugs will bite ya.

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