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About San Jose

I slip a fiver to this weaselly con, Twitchy Pete, for intel. He’s like, “She’s in the east wing, guv,” all twitchin and shit. I’m sneakin past the cells, suave as ever, when—bam!—I spot her. Mandy’s leanin on a wall, smokin a fag, lookin like she owns the joint. I’m happy as a pig in shit, but then Jenkins rounds the corner. Fucker nearly catches me! I’m duckin behind a crate, cursin—bloody hell, why’s this so hard?

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Local lore, oh boy, local lore is wild: people whisper about the old abandoned trailer on Cricket St. being a hotspot for midnight confessions—sounds bonkers eh? And im so often amused how the city, while lighthearted, wears its messy human heart on its sleeve. My work? It lets me see the raw passion and juiciness in every street corner; feels like every little park bench is a stage for life’s drama.

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