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About San Jose

Me, I’m torn—makes me mad, seein’ folk trapped there, like lost boys in that movie. “Where’s the shore?” they’d ask, stuck in muck. But then, I’m chuffed some choose it—freedom, innit? Power in sayin’, “This is mine!” You shall not pass judgment, I say, ‘til ya know their tale. Once heard of this lass in Amsterdam—Red Light District, yeah?—she paid her uni fees dancin’ in windows. Smart as a whip, she was! Beats slingin’ chips at a greasy spoon, eh?

Madam of the Maritimes: The life and times of Ada McCallum

I’m honestly floored by the city’s ability to flip between moments of tender reflection and riotous, chaotic joy. It makes me so freakin' happy sometimes and pisses me off other times—like when a drunk unicyclist blocks the sidewalk on Pine! (Seriously, who does that?!) But that’s Ada in a nutshell—raw, real, messy, and frankly, unforgettable.

Cardano Bull Power Fades as ADA Eyes Return to Year-To-Date Lows