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About San Jose

Favorite bit? Saw her once hagglin with a copper—cheeky mare! “What’s your price, love?” he says, and she’s all, “More than your missus charges!”—I nearly pissed meself laughin! Proper Ricky moment, that. Still, makes ya think—life’s a mess, like that film, all tangled and shitty. She’s a survivor, though, gotta give her that. Respect, sorta. Or not. Dunno. Fuck it!

Lao women in Isaan’s karaoke bars: “Men certainly don’t pretend we’re waitresses.”

This place looks like a truck stop or better yet a by the hour hooker hotel. The hotel is old and rundown, it is in need of an etreme makeover.

So, Cockeysville is a quirky lil' town, not too big, not too small—like, you walk on North Point Drive and see stuff poppin' up. There’s that weird building near the old mill on Old Hanover Road that somehow reminds me of a scene from A Separation, ya know, "where everything falls apart, but then... it all comes together!" We gots magic there, preciousss, magic!

JOANN store closing in Cockeysville; Aldi to move in