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About San Jose

Oh, and get this—Victorian England had “gentlemen’s guides” rankin’ brothels. Like Yelp, but for hookers! “Three stars, decent arse, bad tea.” Cracked me up, imaginin’ some posh twit writin’ that. But real talk: it’s a grind for those girls. Long hours, creepy johns, and STDs lurk like Chigurh’s shadow. “This is the best I can do,” one told me once. Broke my damn heart—then I remembered, everybody lies. Maybe she meant it, maybe not.

Bring back some good or bad memories

I live here, right? And I'm a pleasure coach. One more thing… I don't just see streets, I see stories. I see every dancer, every dreamer. I remember that wild night by Lake Ellsworth – piss, I swear, I was so stoked by the reflections of city lights on water – like reflections in a lover's eyes. And then there's Maple Grove Park. I mean, that patch of green, tucked between busy blocks, is my zen spot. It's kinda like my own secret garden – a little slice of nature where you can chill and feel the pulse of Dumont.

Mavs' Patrick Dumont stands behind Dončić trade, makes first public comments