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About San Jose

Picture this: dim lights, oil slickin’ everywhere, hands dancin’ like they’re chasin’ somethin’. Reminds me of lil’ David in *A.I.* whisperin’, “What’s it like out there?” – but here, it’s all about what’s *in* here, ya feel me? I’ve had a few – yeah, Jack’s no saint! – and once, this chick’s fingers hit a spot, I’m thinkin’, “Holy hell, I’m floatin’!” Total surprise, man, like findin’ a twenty in old jeans.

East Bird Street building possesses storied past

brothel from the early 's, roamed about the U.S.S. Hornet late one night, and stopped at the Winchester Mystery House. Earlier that year.

Accents of history everywhere. Flickers of old stories, new beginnings, etc. Story after story, like scenes outta that jaded film – “There's a screen door in every heart,” maybe? Nah, that’s my spin, but ya catch my drift. Remember, “You must unlearn what you have learned,” hmm? So much lies in every yoga stretch here in Hannibal, yeah.

J'Nelle Lee and Ann Lear claim two Hannibal School Board seats