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About San Jose

I hit up this corner—boom, there she is! Red heels, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she dgaf. I’m thinkin’, “Is this love authentic?”—another *Certified Copy* line, ha! Nah, fam, it’s just business, but my brain’s spinnin’. I’m yellin’ inside, “Eric, chill, this ain’t a rom-com!” She’s quotin’ prices like it’s a damn menu—50 for this, 100 for that. I’m like, “Girl, I ain’t tryna buy your soul!” Laughin’ my ass off, but lowkey surprised how chill she is. Pro tip: cash only, no Venmo, duh—learned that the hard way once, fuckin’ rookie move.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Oh, and don’t get me started on the neighborhoods. Eastside’s got that artsy vibe – graffiti lurks on every corner along Bohemian Walk and Salty Street. Westside, though? That’s the uptight, billionaire type turf with manicured hedges and too-cheerful gardens, makes me mad sometimes. I can’t stand how perfect it all looks – crap, I was like “Everybody lies!” Right?

City approves in-kind support for Run Through Redlands