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About San Jose

Fun fact – lotta these girls? They got STORIES – insane ones. One told me – she met a senator. Swears he paid double – to cry. On her shoulder – freaky, right? I’m SURPRISED – laughin’. “People are nuts!” I yell – she nods. “You’re tellin’ me, hon.”

Protected species surveyed at Pinecastle Range Complex

Oiran (花魁) is a collective term for the highest-ranking courtesans in Japanese history, who were considered to be above common prostitutes.

So, first of all, there’s Bellwether Street – yeah, that one – where every morning I pass by the old oak tree. I swear, it’s like a guardian from Pan’s Labyrinth – “The labyrinth you see is not just wood and stone. It’s a mirror to your soul!” Yo, wild right? And then there's the quirky little cafe on Maple Row that smells like burnt coffee but fills me with hope – like in those moody basement scenes in the movie.

Naval bombing resuming at Ocala National Forest