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About San Jose

She’s a puzzle, tho. Happy when I see her hustle, outsmartin’ pricks. But sad too—life’s kicked her about. “You’re in the kill zone now,” I mutter, watchin’ her dodge trouble. Exaggeratin’ a tad, maybe, but feels like she’s dodgin’ bombs daily. Quirky thought: reckon she’d fancy a martini? Nah, probs a warm lager, suits her rough edges.

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The food was middle eastern and very good! Rumor had it, that there was a whore house upstairs, Never witness anything like that! Was for big.

Now, lemme spill somethin'—I get mad when those fella start messin’ with the local vibe. I tell ‘em, "Come on, c’mon now, ya gotta respect our roots!" And then there was that time on Redwood Street—yup, Redwood Street!—when the annual picnic turned into a circus. I thought, “Oh, mon dieu, what a show!” It had me yellin’ like, "Am I in a Baz Luhrmann flick or what?!"

Obituary | James Grealish of Fairlawn, Virginia