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About San Jose

Lemme tell ya, I scoped some corners once, back in ’89. Chicago, cold as hell, steam risin’ from grates. This chick, “Candy”—real name prolly Susan—rockin’ fishnets, shiverin’. I’m like, “Girl, you freezin’ for what?” She laughs, says, “Gotta eat, big man.” Pissed me off—system’s trash, leavin’ folks desperate. But she had grit, ya know? Reminded me of Irene in the movie, holdin’ her own. “A guy can change anything—his face, his home…”—but Candy? She wasn’t changin’ shit, just playin’ the game.

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Neighborhoods? Let’s talk West End. It’s hip AF. Craft shops, vintage stores lined up. Some streets even got names like Quirktown Lane. I often wander there when breakin’ my head over app bugs. It reminds me of that scene from 25th Hour – "This moment will last forever!" I get sh*t done, then I'm musing over life.

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