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About San Jose

Yo, man, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute—Apollo Creed style, ya dig? “I must break you,” like I’m steppin into the ring, but this ain’t no fight, it’s a damn dream twist, straight outta *Inception*. Picture this: I’m walkin the streets, lookin for that hustle, that quick score—bam! Saw this chick, all curves and lipstick, leanin on a corner like she’s holdin up the world. “You’re waiting for a train,” I mutter to myself, smirkin, thinkin bout Cobb and his mind games. Ain’t no totem spinnin here, tho—this real as hell.

What Alice Found

The collected memoirs of a San Francisco sex worker, their effect on society at the time, and where they fit in today's world.

And honestly, I got mad at the city sometimes – when the cold winds blow the wrong way, or traffic on Elm st, but then I’d see a stray dog making his own happy little path and, oh snap, the world seems right again!

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