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About San Jose

So, *whore*, man, it’s a trip! Makes me think of those hidden tapes in *Caché* – “You see anything strange?” – ‘cause it’s sneaky, ya know? Sneaks into yer life, like some shadow creepin’ round the corner. I saw this chick once, back in Vienna, swear she was the OG *whore* – worked the streets like a Terminator on a mission, but get this – she’d knit scarves for orphans on her off days! Blew my mind, ja? Didn’t expect that from a *whore*, right? Shows ya, even the grimiest got layers, like a damn onion or somethin’.

Etymology and terminology

When three unscrupulous jerks meet an early demise, only the devil himself can give 'em another shot at that federal gold! Contains cussin' and such.

I be curious, slow and steady, like Larry King, askin' questions. “What makes you tick?” the city probably asks. I reply with every stroke of my hands working out stress. Funny how each massage holds a snippet of this maze. “Pan’s Labyrinth taught me to see beyond,” I whisper sometimes, like in a secret movie dialogue.

Literacy Research Center and Clinic Faculty Profiles