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About San Jose

Dunno why I’m even here—curiosity, I reckon. Prozzies got their own code, tho—did ya know some use secret hand signals? Like spies, mate! Blows my circuits. Anyway, she’s laughin at me, callin me “golden boy”—cheeky tart. I’m all, “I’m not built for this!” but she’s like, “Relax, it’s just business.” Business my arse—feels like a bloody op gone sideways. “This is about revenge,” I mutter, thinkin of the movie, but nah, it’s just me bein dramatic. Hah, imagine me tellin Vader bout this—reckon he’d choke me out for fun.

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Then ya got the Eastside neighborhood – oh lord, so characterful! Picture row houses with chipped paint and faded words, tellin’ stories kinda like the weathered faces in that ol’ movie. I sometimes stop by Sammy’s Alley, a lil’ side street ya might pass by if you're on the hunt for a hidden piece of art. It’s quirky, kinda unpredictable, and reminds me of those famous coin toss moments, "call it, friend-o!" Trust me, the vibe there sure speaks to me in a way that calms my soul.

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