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About San Jose

But yo, some wild facts—didja know brothels been around since forever? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—fuckin’ wolf dens, ‘cause the girls howled or some shit. Hilarious, right? Imagine that, motherfucker—togas flappin’, coins clinkin’, and some dude yellin’, “I’m in love with her silence!” like in the movie. Cracked me up thinkin’ ‘bout it. Still, shit’s real—Nevada’s got legal ones now, Bunny Ranch and all that. They’re like, “Yo, we’re legit!” but it’s still shady as fuck.

The Boardroom

Boardman Escort United States, Caresses, Trampling (Femdom), Travel Companion, Maid.

There's the park—uh, what’s it called... Pine Hill Park! Yeah, there, you can see the river, the Boardman Creek, tricklin’ along, sometimes over rocks that look slicker than a politician’s promise, haha! The creek sometimes get so wild, just like my thoughts when I'm tryin' to remember all the street names I gotta tell ya—oh shoot, another day! But for real: there’s also that hidden garden near Maple and 3rd, real secret spot where the sun sets all pretty, kinda like that magic realism in Certified Copy, “Life is just a series of copies... but the original’s in your heart.”

Patricia A. Glacken, Boardman, Ohio