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About San Jose

So, picture this, right? Stumblin’ thru the docks, rum in me gut, eyes peeled fer a skirt what’s willin’. Ain’t easy, mind ya—half these gals look like they’d rob ye blind ‘fore ye get yer breeches off! Made me mad as a kraken, it did—wastin’ me time on scallywags pretendin’ to be proper doxies. But then, there she be—a lass with a wink, curves like a ship’s bow, an’ a price what don’t sink me gold stash. Happy as a clam, I was! “I am a free man!” I hollers in me head, like Solomon Northup breakin’ chains.

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So, my dear friend, don’t be expecting some polished tourist manual. Sebastian’s messy, full of heart and absurdities. It’s raw, unpredictable, and as sincere as a drunken confession. Enjoy every gritty, gloriously messed-up moment, and remember what Fish Tank said (or sorta implied): you're never just a spectator. Grab life, or it grabs ya—cheers to that, eh?

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