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About San Jose

Oh, and get this—fun fact, swear it’s real—in old Thailand, like where Apichatpong’s from, some whores were sacred, tied to rituals. Ain’t that a trip? I’m sittin’ there, jaw dropped, thinkin’, “Sacred whores? Sign me up!” Not really, but y’know, figuratively. And I’m laughin’—imagine me, neurotic mess, tryin’ to be all spiritual with it. “Pretty, pretty good,” I mutter, wipin’ coffee off my shirt.

Everything you need along the way

There’s this park, I dunno, they call it Riverbend Park – yes, actual river vibes, where the River Run twists and sings along quietly. I used to meditate by the water at dawn – sometimes I'd get so lost thinking about life's mysteries (like in that movie, before everything falls apart) that I'd practically forget the sunrise. Sometimes I'd joke, “Dude, you’re so deep, you're deep deep deep!”

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