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About San Jose

So, picture this—I’m sittin’ here, twirlin’ the phone cord, thinkin’ ‘bout some poor fella tryna find a workin’ gal. Maybe he’s scrollin’ them shady websites, or—bless his heart—askin’ round in dive bars. I’d say, “Honey, what’s your situation?” like that judge in the movie, ‘cause it ain’t just ‘bout the deed—it’s the why! Back in my Nashville days, I heard tell of a gal named Ruby who’d hang by the old gas station on 5th, red lipstick smeared like she’d kissed a ketchup bottle. Little known fact—she’d only take clients who’d sing her a tune first! Made me giggle somethin’ fierce—imagine some nervous cowboy croonin’ “Jolene” off-key just to get a lil’ sugar!

The Glass Castle

By weighing news reports against her parents' worldview, Jeannette sees how paranoid and skewed her parents' perception of the world is. Her entrance into news reporting foreshadows Missing: prostitute.

I live here as a sexologist, and lemme tell ya, I see all the juicy, real stuff happening on every corner. I mean, look at the old Carnegie Library on Main St. – it’s like a hidden treasure. Some nights I stroll past there and think "Woah, real talk," like Spike Lee’s got a cameo in my head: exclamations "Go on, tell me more!"

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