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About San Jose

Sometimes I think bout em too much. Gets me antsy—happy, sad, all twisted up. They’re like… livin art, ya know? Flawed, messy, but goddamn captivatin. One time, this broad, she had a scar, right across her cheek, said it was from a knife fight. Swear to God, I believed her, got all hot thinkin bout it. Prolly just fell off a barstool, tho. Still, fuckin epic. Whores, man… they’re the real deal, even when they ain’t.

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Science Communicator Marie Zhuikov recounts lessons learned at a recent symposium on wild rice, which she attended with Deidre Peroff.

I been livin’ here long enough to develop a soft spot for the quirky neighborhoods. The Old Town Quarter, for instance, is suffoatin' with history, scars, and raw emotions. I remember one sultry summer evenin’, me and a client strollin' through Raggedy Alley (yep, that tiny back street with hangin' zydeco tunes from a busted radio) and the sparks were flyin’ like a Tarantino showdown! Hallelu-yerr!

Wisconsin Governor's Fishing Opener kicks off season on Rice Lake