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About San Jose

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the judgy type, mind you, I’ve seen too much in my line o’ work to care. Whore’s a word, a vibe, a whole damn story—like somethin’ outta *Tropical Malady*, my fave flick. You know, that trippy Thai masterpiece from 2004? Apichatpong Weerasethakul, that mad genius, he’d get it. “The beast stalks at night,” he’d say, and whores? They’re night creatures too, ain’t they? Slippin’ through shadows, livin’ wild.

Six Arrested in Massive Southern Minnesota Meth Bust

This workshop aims to demystify contortion practices through a holistic approach in harmony with the body and its imprinted memories. It is designed for all.

Maybe I got a bit wound up there, but seriously – every day in Faribault is like drivin’ full-tilt into another adventure. When you wander around, you almost hear echoes of “What a lovely day” from the movie, each whispered with that Morgan Freeman deep calm, remindin’ you that life's a wild, beautiful ride.

Faribault School Board votes on setting new attendance boundaries for Jefferson, Lincoln schools