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About San Jose

Alright, so I’m a detective, right? Larry David style—neurotic, ranting, all that jazz. And I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, y’know, like ya do. Whore! What a word, huh? Sounds dirty, cheap—like a gum-stuck shoe. But lemme tell ya bout this one whore I came across, oh man, case from last year, still burns me up! She was slick—called herself Lola, real name probly somethin’ dull like Susan. Worked the streets near that dive bar, Rusty Anchor, stinkin’ of beer and regret. Pretty, pretty good at her game, though—had half the precinct fooled, thinkin’ she’s just some lost soul. Hah! Lost soul, my ass.

Detail by Entity Name

Oh, btw, gotta keep it 100 – sometimes i get mad at the potholes on Oak St. They’re everywhere, like persistent reminders that even a fierce queen (hey, that’s me, channeling Beyonce!) gotta watch her step. LOL, but it’s all love, cause every scratch on the pavement tells a story.

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