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About San Jose

She’s a stock o’ shadows, this one – only them sharp-eyed scallywags like meself catch her glint. Got meself a tip once from a one-legged sailor in Nassau, swear he’d seen W.H.O.R.E. tied to some shady rum-runnin’ biz. Prolly hogwash, but I chucked a few doubloons her way an’ – blimey! – turned a profit bigger’n Davy Jones’ locker! Happy? I was dancin’ a jig on the deck, spillin’ me rum everywhere, savvy?

Mustang Ranch brothel owner Lance Gilman enters public office proud of prostitution business

Ah, dear friend, listen up! I’ve been a humble masseur in Mustang (us) for many moons now. Let me spin ye a yarn of this wild city. First off, you gotta know: Mustang ain't just a place; it's a vibe—a realm where dusty streets like Rusty Rd and Whispy Ln pulse with life. Yes, mate, I do mean it.

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