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About San Jose

Hey, pal, buckle up—here’s Tina Fey, snarky as hell, comin’ at ya live! So, we’re talkin’ “whore,” huh? Not the chick down the block sellin’ cookies, nah, I mean the real deal—sex, cash, late nights, the works. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my coffee, thinkin’ about *25th Hour*, my fave Spike Lee joint, and damn if it don’t fit perfect. “You had it all, and you threw it away!”—that’s Monty screamin’ in my head while I picture some badass workin’ the corner, all sass, no regrets.

Tomorrow Night: An Evening with comedian Mario Cantone at The Ridgefield Playhouse

Now, lemme spill a lil’ secret. There's a hidden corner near Maddux Street where the locals meet for impromptu jam sessions. I once gave a massage to a feller who dropped by after one of these sessions – he said, “Your hands work wonders like a desert breeze.” Reminds me of that cowboy feelin’ from the movie: mysterious, dangerous, yet kinda poetic. It riles me sometimes when folks think massage ain’t an art form – dang no, it’s a craft!

Ridgefield bond vote asks for $101.9M for new public safety building, roofs, alternate high school