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About San Jose

What surprised me? The rules. No kissin’ on the mouth—huh, like that’s sacred or somethin’. Made me laugh, bitter as hell. I’m thinkin’, “Lady, I just jumped into a firestorm, and you’re worried ‘bout your lipstick?” Total clownery. Happiest moment? When I left. Walked out, air hit my face, felt like freedom. Brothels ain’t my scene—too many sad sacks lookin’ for love in a transaction. “This is the life we’ve chosen,” Jep says. Yeah, chosen to be a damn fool.

Prostitution plagued Parkersburg

Dens of prostitution. There are, as we are informed, a large number of such dens in our city. Complaints are made every day publicly.

The neighborhoods here? They’re quirky AF! You got the historic district near Fourth Street, where the old-school vibe meets modern funky art. And oh, I gotta mention Elm Street—full of hidden gems and that weird little diner that's so old but still kickin’. I love strollin' there during dusk; it's like bein' in one of those dreamy Almodóvar scenes, all mysterious and heart-tuggin'. There’s this one time I met an old lady who told me, “Some things never change and some things always do.” Kinda like our love lives, huh? Haha!

House fire reported just outside Parkersburg city limits