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About San Jose

*raspy dual voice* My precious! So, findin’ a prostitute, eh? Slimy streets, dark corners – that’s where they lurk, yesss. Me, a charcoal burner, sniffin’ smoke all day, I knows the shadows. Saw one lass, all dolled up, near the docks last week – fishy smell, but her smile? Oh, it lit me up like Joy from *Inside Out*! “We’re makin’ memories, precious!” I says to meself, gigglin’ like a mad hobbit.

Oak Park Police posed as spa clients in a prostitution sting last week.

Fifteen blocks south is the pitch-black mouth to a mobile-home park where underage girls are trafficked, DiAngelo says. Past Mack Road, the older “renegades” solicit. Along with an area of .

I know, it sounds like I'm rambling a bit, but yeah, Oak-Park makes me happy in weird ways. I'm always on edge, sometimes mad when I see neglect, but mostly thrilled by the creative, kinky vibe it’s got. The city surprises me each day, like the most unexpected plot twist in a bad-ass movie.

Oak Park family's front yard pantry fights hunger with no questions asked