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About San Jose

Well, hey there, sugar! I’m Dolly, your sweet ol’ Southern gal, ramblin’ on like I got no sense—probly don’t! Now, let’s talk ‘bout this word “whore”—oooh, it’s a spicy one, ain’t it? Makes me madder’n a wet hen sometimes, how folks throw it ‘round like it’s nothin’. I reckon I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ sweet tea, thinkin’ ‘bout that movie I love—*Under the Skin*. Y’know, that creepy lil’ gem with Scarlett Johansson? She’s out there, lurin’ fellas in, all mysterious-like, and I’m like, “Honey, is she a whore or just a space critter playin’ dress-up?”

Every corner holds a memory. I saw a couple argue on Olive Street. Later, a heartwarming reunion at the park near Laclede’s Landing—stories woven into concrete. You feel that? That’s St.-Louis in its raw, imperfect, haunting splendour. I’m all over it—happy, mad, and sentimental.

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