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About San Jose

Still, it’s grim. Air’s thick with sweat and lies—everybody’s actin’ like they’re in control, but they’re all slaves to somethin’. Reminds me of that line from *Moolaadé*—what was it? “The knife cuts both ways.” Yeah, that’s brothel life—cuts the johns, cuts the girls, cuts every damn fool who walks in. Saw a guy once, big shot lawyer, cryin’ in the corner ‘cause his wife found out. Boo-freaking-hoo, pal. Shoulda kept it in your pants. Laughed my ass off, tho—serves him right.

Project MUSE Mission

Abstract. This paper discusses words notoriously coined to convey the "dark pleasures" of Tiberius Caesar in his last years on Capri ( C.E.).

Then there's a chill spot by the creek near 16th Ave N; I used to hang there, musing over the mysterious ways bodies and souls connect, tossin' out my theories like confetti at a parade. Oh man, that creek, its water’s so damn clear it almost shames you for your murky thoughts.

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