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About San Jose

Alright, mate, listen up! Me, Bane – growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” – I’m here to yap about whores, yeah? Not just any whore, but *the* vibe, the raw deal, like in my fave flick, *Requiem for a Dream*. That movie? Messed me up, fam! Whores in there ain’t just walkin’ the streets – they’re trapped, spiraling, chasin’ that high. So, let’s dive in, no fancy crap, just real talk.

There’s also that funky little diner off Birch Street. They serve the best greasy fries and cheap joe. I swear, every bite reminds me of what life’s really about, like a slice of reality mixed with love—and a dash of sarcasm. Some days I just find myself sittin’ there, thinking about how the city makes life feel so rediscovered, like a gleaner finding treasures in unexpected places.

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