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About San Jose

Aight, so how you do it? You slide thru, lowkey, eyes open—like Haku scopin the skies. Apps, streets, whatever, just don’t be dumb, bruh. Some girls slicker than eel spirits, slippin away if you ain’t quick. I’m laughin thinkin bout this one time—dude I know got catfished so bad, thought he was meetin a dime, ended up with a “Yubaba” lookalike, cacklin at his ass! Swear, I was cryin laughin.

True Crime Story: A Bizarre Coincidence

Fascinating history (It used to be a brothel many years ago), and unique experience. Been several times and service varied from fair to good.

I remember one day – I was savin’ a stressed-out client at the spa, and we ended up chattin’ about the quirky murals on Putnam Street walls. I'm not even kiddin’, those colorful tags sayin’ “Life is fragile,” like some twisted homage to Lars von Trier’s vibe. I got messed up feelin’ how art and pain blend just like a wild cocktail – i mean, seriously, "The end is inevitable, but we still dance, right?"

Tracy A. Peloquin – Woonsocket