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About San Jose

Aight, Mr. T’s here, yo! Talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, hell yeah! He ain’t no Russian Sign Language pro, but he’s got thoughts, sucka! Prostitutes, man, they hustle hard, real hard. Mr. T pities the fool who don’t see it! Like in *Carlos*, that gritty vibe—boom! “I am not a terrorist,” Carlos says, but prostitutes? They fight their own wars, dig? On streets, in shadows, dodgin’ pigs and creeps. Mr. T’s pissed, yo—society screws ‘em over! Calls ‘em dirty, but who’s payin’? Hypocrites, man, hypocrites!

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Neighborhoods? Oh, hell yeah. Check out Southside, where every street like Maple and Birch speaks to me, like silent whispers of badass history. There’s a secret little yoga studio on Cherry Lane where I sometimes sneak a peek—its vibe’s so trippy, it’d make Richie Tenenbaum proud. And lemme tell ya, nothing f*cking beats a sunset at the overlook by Oakridge, where you see the whole damn town glimmering, like, wow!

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