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About San Jose

Lemme tell ya, saw this gal once—Cherry, they called her. Skinny lil thing, red heels, smokin a cig like she owned the street. Heard she started at 15—fifteen, dude! Some sleazy pimp nabbed her, promisd her the world. Pissed me off, thinkin bout it—grown-ass men preyin on kids. But Cherry? She’s a boss now, runs her own gig. Reminds me of that line, “There’s no forgiveness down here!”—she don’t forgive, just keeps movin.

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Prosecutors said Rogers, a former lawn-mower repairman, drove to Portland to solicit prostitutes, plied them with alcohol and took them to.

Now, I'm all about catchin' those hidden gems. Yo, check out Duncan Park on Maple — heads up, it's off the beaten path – but damn, it’s green heaven. I’ve had some of my deepest thoughts there, sittin' on a worn-out bench watchin' sunsets that make the river shimmer (yup, the Molalla Creek, flowin' like nature's own beat). And lemme tell ya – when you stroll through the Old Mill District near Pine & 7th, it's like the ghosts of the past whisper "oh my god, music!" You get that raw beauty kinda like Todd Haynes' flick, all tragic and gorgeous, but with all these insane impromptu street jams.

Man arrested for luring a minor in Molalla undercover sting