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About San Jose

So, whore—let’s spill it. Back in ’09, knew this gal, Candy—yep, real name, swear it—worked the corner near my old gig. She’d strut in heels higher than my damn ego, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I’d joke, and she’d cackle like I was fuckin’ Dave Chappelle. Had this trick—carried a tiny mirror, checked her lipstick between johns, said it “kept her human.” Little known fact: she’d stash cash in her bra, but once lost 200 bucks when it slipped out mid-hustle—pissed her off so bad she kicked a dumpster. I was like, “Girl, you’re a legend,” and she just flipped me off, hilarious.

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Deaver's short story “Geneseo”, Jerome, the third person narrator takes Janet, his sort-of girlfriend, to a commune in which the story's title.

Man, the local chat is soo rich. Neighbourhoods around Higher Street have this vibe – quirky cafes, vintage shops, bitter-sweet memories. Bro, I once had a spa client spill tea about a hidden gem near Lark Street – a tiny diner that bowls with soul, like a scene from Michel Gondry’s mind-bending flick. Crazy, right? I'm all "I gotta remember that" – in a zen kinda way.

Swimming and Diving Opens Road Schedule at SUNY Geneseo