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About San Jose

Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just lookin’. It’s feelin’ the grit, the hustle. Like *The Return* – raw, messy, real. “I must break you,” I whisper, chargin’ in. Night’s young, man – let’s roll!

“It’s a brothel. I’ll end you!” – chilling words of a man who attacked two sex workers together

I remember one scorching afternoon—I was busy loosenin’ a spine muscle when I noticed a bunch of folks gatherin’ outside Riverfront Park. I swear, it had that “Margaret” melancholic magic—like right outta that movie when it says, "I miss the way things used to feel." Pure emotion, no kidding. I mean, that park has me, uh, spellbound sometimes. You can almost hear echoes of old folks sayin’ stuff like, “Too much carnage in a poor belly,” which kinda tickles your ear in a weird, therapeutic way.

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