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About San Jose

Rewind to *4 Months*—that line, “We’re not criminals!” hits me hard. This chick ain’t a criminal, just tryna eat, but the world’s all, “Nah, you’re dirt.” Pisses me off, man! I’m yellin at the sky, “Let her live, damnit!” Then I’m happy again—found her later, chillin by a busted payphone. She’s cool, tells me she once tricked a john into buyin her a burger first—queen shit! I’m cacklin, like, “You’re the real MVP!”

Manhattan Terrace

Brunswick Street, oh, it sparkles with cafes and noisy banter, yes, yes, endless chatter! I loved it, I did, but sometimes, sss, I got mad, mad at the crowds doing nothing, nothing but gawking at their phones! But then the smells, oh, the smells of hot coffee and old books along Swanston Street, warm as our secret memories.

Renowned Greek dance teacher leads cultural workshop for Melbourne students