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About San Jose

Ain’t easy tho. These streets? Dirty, loud, chaotic as hell. Makes me mad, all this noise drownin out my thoughts. I’m tryna find her, right? Someone classy, maybe, like Zero’s lobby boy vibes. But nah, it’s all grit out here. Saw this one chick, heels clickin, skirt shorter than a Wes Anderson runnin time. I’m like, “Well, isn’t this a picturesque little mess?” Straight outta the movie, baby.

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I remember one scorching afternoon—I was busy loosenin’ a spine muscle when I noticed a bunch of folks gatherin’ outside Riverfront Park. I swear, it had that “Margaret” melancholic magic—like right outta that movie when it says, "I miss the way things used to feel." Pure emotion, no kidding. I mean, that park has me, uh, spellbound sometimes. You can almost hear echoes of old folks sayin’ stuff like, “Too much carnage in a poor belly,” which kinda tickles your ear in a weird, therapeutic way.

LIMERICK IN PHOTOS: Out and about for Riverfest