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About San Jose

So, whores—where do I start? They’re everywhere, always been, history’s dirty little secret. Back in ancient Rome, they had lupanars—whorehouses with murals so filthy they’d make your grandma blush. Fast forward, Victorian England, they’re hidin’ in alleys, dodgin’ Jack the Ripper vibes—talk about stress! “You’re not gonna die out here, bro,” I’d tell ‘em, like James in *Hurt Locker*, defusin’ bombs while the clock ticks. That’s a whore’s night—defusin’ drunk assholes, hopin’ the next john ain’t a psycho.

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“My choice early in life was either to be a piano player in a whorehouse or a politician. And to tell the truth, there’s hardly any difference.” We hope you enjoyed our collection of 12 free pictures .

Main Street’s busy, full of life. I mean, seriously, hustle everywhere. Walk down Main St., see the old diner. Bet it’s been here ages. Y’know, same spots, daily routine.

Police: Three arrested after drugs, guns found in home with children inside