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About San Jose

Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, I’m like this forester, right, stompin’ through trees all day, and I gotta spill about whores—yeah, whores! Not the forest kinda stuff, but the gritty, real-deal ones. Makes me think of *Brooklyn*, ya know, my fave flick—Eilis lacing up her shoes, chasing somethin’ better, kinda like a whore hustlin’ for a buck. “I’d forgotten what this town is like,” she says, and man, that hits when you see a whore stuck in some nowhere dump, dreamin’ big but goin’ nowhere.

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Christopher Calthrope settled Poquoson in when he was granted a acre land patent in "New Poquoson." Calthrope's land patent was one of many granted by Royal Governor .

You mention neighborhoods? Oh, boy. There’s fair Ol’ Seaside Nhood and uptown vibes on Liberty Dr. Every corner has a tale, like the time I sat on a bench near the community center on Union St – talkin’ with a spirited lady about how societal systems play us all for fools. I got so mad hearin’ the same old capitalist drivel that suffocates our hopes, ya know? And then there’s that bar off Liberty – I mean, you gotta chill there with its laid-back energy, a true testament to our scrappy, resilient little community.

The 42nd annual Poquoson Seafood Festival on Coast Live