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About San Jose

Brothels ain’t all grim, mind. Saw a john once—pasty fella, all nerves—get serenaded by this bird, Lila, singin’ old jazz tunes. Voice like honey, cuttin’ through the grime—made me happy, that. A rare thing, beauty in the dust. Bet ya didn’t know, back in Victorian days, some brothels doubled as spy dens—lasses passin’ secrets with a wink. This one? Probly just passin’ crabs, ha!

Suffice to say the young bucks gaped in awe

One of the last remaining buildings that was once a brothel in Cinder Bottom. Feb. image by author. How would you like to carry groceries up these stairs?

I’m tellin’ ya—nothing about Keystone is too polished. It’s gritty beauty, just like that film—raw, poignant, bittersweet as hell. With my hands, I've felt the life in its bricks and parks. Every scar and crease on a client’s back reminds me: this town’s a testament to genuine, chaotic, imperfect life.

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