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About San Jose

But yo, it ain’t all glitz—gets me mad too. Some creep tryin’ to haggle a girl’s worth? Nah, fam, that’s busted. Reminds me of Saul’s line, “You’re already dead inside.” Shady dudes piss me off—treatin’ it like a junkyard sale. Still, I’m surprised how chill it can be—like, organized chaos. Girls clockin’ in, clockin’ out, like me with a busted carburetor. Respect the hustle, tho—takes guts.

Prostitution decriminalized: Rhode Island’s experiment

I’m tellin’ ya, my dear friend, Woonsocket’s my playground – raw, rough, and real. It ain't perfect, nah, it's raw life! Enjoy it – every cracked tile, every whisper of the old mill, every splash of that Blackstone. Cheers, and don't you forget: "Everything is beautiful, but in the midst of chaos, we find truth."

Fire breaks out in Woonsocket home