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About San Jose

I ain’t gon’ lie, it tickles me sometimes—fellas actin’ all high and mighty, then slinkin’ in there. Ha! Hypocrites, every last one! But it breaks my heart too— them girls ain’t all there ‘cause they wanna be. Some forced, some broke, some just lost. Lawd, I wanna shake ‘em and holler, “Get outta there, sugar!” But who am I to judge? I ain’t perfect neither—ate two pies last night, don’t tell nobody.

The History of Old Sac’s oldest building

Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Mike calls. He’s like, “Yo, you gotta come to the park on Oak St. There’s a food truck festival!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m knee-deep in sawdust!” But then I remember the tacos. Tacos always win. So, I wrap up the job, and I’m off to the park.

Puppies and Yoga popped up in Adams Morgan