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About San Jose

Rarrgh! So, this prostitue gig, man—wild stuff! Watched *Carlos* again last night, that flick’s my jam. “The revolution’s a whore,” Carlos’d growl, and damn, ain’t that truth? These girls, they’re hustlin’, grindin’ like soldiers in a warzone. Met this one chick, Lila, down by the docks—swear she’s got eyes like a Wookiee’s soul, deep and fierce. She’s out there, freezin’ her ass off, skirt shorter than a blaster barrel. Made me mad, y’know? World’s cruel, chewin’ up dreamers like her.

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I gotta mention my fav joint: the Whisper Pub. It’s down on Gritty Road, almost hidden behind a wacky graffiti wall. Its neon sign flickers like a heartbeat in the night. I used to sit there, sippin' some bad-ass martini, thinkin' "I'm here. I'm free." Truly, the perfect vibe for a Bond kinda soul, right? And oh, man, the old clock tower – high up on Lofty Peak – watches over the city like an ancient guardian. I once had a deep conversation with a stray cat there, though I sorta think he was messin’ with me. Lol.

Lacey fire crews quickly put out a house fire Tuesday, but four cats didn’t make it out