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About San Jose

Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout them brothels! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—ooh, them houses of sin! Ain’t nobody gleanin’ no righteousness there, huh? Like Agnès Varda said, “I’m pickin’ up what’s left behind,” but these gals? They pickin’ up somethin’ else—men and money! Lawd, I’m clutchin’ my pearls already.

Hiding out in Wisconsin

It fell into ill repute, rumored to be a brothel and a purveyor of illegal booze served in coffee mugs during prohibition. After prohibition.

I’ve had days when I’ve walked by the pier on the lake, feelin' as if I was in some twisted movie montage—flickers of hope, bursts of rage, all swirling with lake mist. “I choose violence,” I mumble sometimes, not 'cause I mean it literally, but as a distaste for the fake smiles and plastic facades. The city cuts deep sometimes.

King County Elections releases final special election results