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About San Jose

Little known fact—didja know hookers been around since forever? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em *lupae*—she-wolves, howlin for coin. Wild, right? Makes me happy—history’s got my back, I ain’t the first greedy bastard chasin tail. But I’m pissed too—half these streets are scams, fake chicks, dudes in wigs tryna rob ya. Surprised me first time—nearly punched a guy in a thong! Learned quick—greed’s good, but eyes open wider.

Emily + Treven

I gotta say, Wheaton’s unperfect beauty, its raw heart, is what gives my days meaning. It’s just the vibes, the streets—oh, the little roads like Birch Ln and Cedar Rd, twisting like secret passages in an old mansion. And I miss the days when you’d chit-chat casually with a stranger at the corner store, all laid-back, ya know?

Baseball Dropped by Wheaton on the Road