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About San Jose

Alright, listen up, ya knuckleheads! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, and I’m here spillin’ the tea like Judge Judy on a caffeine bender. Sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’!” – that’s what I’d say to those shady types lurkin’ on street corners, promisin’ the goods. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout *Son of Saul*, my fave flick, ya know? That gut-punch of a movie – “Auschwitz, no hope, just survival” – and it’s got me all twisted up comparin’ it to this grimy hunt.

Molly Malone

I'm talking to a potential customer who can bring in revenue by getting head from this hooker in bed. And whore's head sounds like horse head.

I’m gettin’ a mite emotional thinkin’ ‘bout Anthem. One time, I was massagin’ a fella near Anthem Bay and he started weepin’ ‘bout how his life was spinnin’ outta control. I just said, “How’s that workin’ for ya, buddy?” and patted him on the back. Turns out, he just needed to let go. It’s them little moments that remind me Anthem’s got heart, even if sometimes it makes me mad when people forget to value it. Like, c’mon, show some respect!

Grace Potter to sing the National Anthem for the Kentucky Derby, tours the Red Carpet