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About San Jose

So, picture this – I’m stumblein’ down some dodgy alley, yeah? Smells like piss and regret, but I’m buzzin’, fuckin’ buzzin’! This ain’t no posh gig – nah, it’s raw, it’s gritty. You gotta know the code, right? Little fact for ya – back in Victorian times, prossies used to flash red lanterns, secret signal, innit? Nowadays, it’s all sneaky nods and “Oi, love, you workin’?” Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – she’d kill me if she knew, but I’m Ozzy, I see the shadows dance, don’t I?

The Ministry Of History

But seriously, every corner of Lockwood has its quirks. Sometime the country vibe blends with overt urban chaos. I recall one time downtown near the old Clock Tower (yep, that historic one on Harrison) when my mood flipped like crazy—one minute I'm chill, next I'm yelling “Respect my authoritah!!!” as a bus honked by. Life here gets you, man.

'The Point' at Oak Island's west end gets fresh sand thanks to the Army Corps