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About San Jose

Weird thought - granny in film, frail, stroked out. Sexual-massage on her? Fuckin’ dark comedy gold! Haneke’d smirk at that. Anyway, costs a ton, cashiers don’t roll deep. Exaggerating here - feels like fuckin’ caviar luxury! Ever tried it? Bet not. “What else could I do?” - movie again. Maybe I’ll save up, test it. Cold fact - boosts blood flow, science says. Hot damn, sign me up! What you think, comrade? Worth it or nah?

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Ahoy, mate, lemme spin ye a yarn ‘bout Opp (us)! So, I’ve been callin’ this oddball port city home for a few years now, ye savvy? Ya see, Opp (us) ain't yer run-o'-the-mill city—it's packed with quirks, secret corners, and surprises lurkin’ down every twistin’, narrow street. Aye, the cobblestones of Queen's Ln, where I used to counsel a flurry o’ troubled souls, they whisper tales of heartache an’ hope. I remember once settin’ up right near the old Elm Square – a humble patch o’ green where madcap kids played whilst the wind sang quiet ballads... like "Salt, Sea and a Drift of Shadows"—kinda like that mysterious vibe from The Assassin, aye, that enchanted gloom mixed with fierce beauty.

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