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About San Jose

Happy? Never. Surprised? Sure—some joints got rules, like no drunks or no fightin’. Order in chaos, weirdly noble. Thought in my head: if I ran one, it’d be whiskey-soaked, meat on the grill, none of this lace garbage. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. Pictured a brothel madam once, 7-foot tall, beard like mine, whackin’ fools with a broom. Dream job, if I didn’t hate people.

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Cave Spring is much more than the site of a battle and the Vann Cherokee Cabin. It is the home to the Georgia School for the Deaf and you're likely to encounter people who are deaf, but in Missing: brothel Cave.

Oh, and parks! You must visit Whispering Pines Park. A massive green bowl where trees speak soft, rustling secrets. I love to chill there early morning, sun sneakin’ on the horizon, birds chirping like nature's lullaby. I always say, "This is it: life, caché style!" Ppl sometimes pass by, smiling, like they be in a zen bubble.

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