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About San Jose

Man, I’m pissed already—fuckin’ hagglin’ like I’m buyin’ a carburetor! Back in ’83, Miami, shit was wild—girls’d jump in your ride for a dime bag. Little known fact, right? Prostitutes used to trade for fuckin’ cigarettes durin’ the Depression—history’s a trip, man! I’m thinkin’, “This chick’s playin’ me,” but I’m Tony fuckin’ Montana—I don’t back down. “Say hello to my little friend!” I yell, flashin’ some cash, and she laughs—fuckin’ laughs! That’s a power move, I respect it.

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Oh, and lemme drop some lesser-known gems: There’s this cozy nook near Sunset Blvd—oops, I mean not Sunset, but the tiny cul-de-sac off Seaside Ct. I used to sit there, reflect, and scribble notes for my sessions. Bro, it’s like a secret haven where the world stops its damn spinning for a bit. And with every visit, my heart just kinda soars, even when I’m mad as hell at life's absurdities.

High winds in Pacific Grove persist through Tuesday evening