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About San Jose

Aight, listen up, precious! We swears! Brothels, man, they’re wild, yeah? Like, got this vibe—dark, messy, real human stuff. Kinda like *Son of Saul*, y’know? “We must get out!”—that’s what I think, standin’ there, watchin’ folks stumble in. Place stinks of sweat, cheap perfume, desperation clingin’ like smoke. Gets me mad, seein’ how some strut in, all cocky, thinkin’ they own it. Pisses me off—arrogant pricks! But then, we swears, some girls there? Tough as nails, sharper than you’d guess. Little secret—back in old Vienna, brothels had *codes*, right? Whistles, knocks—sneaky signals for cops or jealous wives. Ain’t that nuts?

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The Grand River winds like a lazy snake through town. I often chill by riverbanks on Kipling Park Drive. Sometimes, I get lost in thought, remembering inspiring sessions with brave women. Emotions pop off like fireworks—bam bam, "Fish Tank" style—raw and real. Crazy feels, right?

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