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About San Jose

Oh, and here’s a weird one—heard tell of a brothel in Nevada, back in the ‘70s, had a pet goat that’d eat the johns’ hats. Swear on my mama’s biscuits, that’s real! Prostitute life’s got them oddball stories, keeps ya guessin’. Love that chaos, man, keeps me tickled. “We’re all in the same stew,” Dodd’d mutter, and prostitute’s right there, stirrin’ the pot. Git-R-Done, y’all—she ain’t perfect, but who is? Tell ya what, next time I see one, I’m tippin’ my hat—respect, darlin’!

Hookers, Dealers, Tailors – an interview with Sebastian Horsley

Max, a writer in his twenties living in London, starts a double life as a male prostitute called Sebastian. His goal is to do background research for a novel and find a new voice for his .

I wander ‘round Guava Court, know what I mean? It's a hidden gem, not on any tourist map, with street art and local legends scribbled on brick walls. And don't get me started on Riverwalk Park! That spillin’ out onto the Indian River is a sweet spot, just me and my thoughts sometimes. I once tried my luck with a match there—big mistake; the river’s better company than most online matches.

Ray Romano and Sebastian Maniscalco share banter while atop Italian Alps in Winter Olympics promo