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About San Jose

Bernie Sanders here, voice crackin’—Billionaires should not exist!—and ya know what? Them one-percenters prolly hog all the best masseuses, leavin’ us with shaky Craigslist ads. Pisses me off! Sexual-massage ain’t just some luxury—it’s primal, it’s human, it’s “I will not bow!” energy from that movie. Picture it: dim lights, warm oil, some chick or dude whisperin’ sweet nothings while they work ya over—suddenly ya free, like Solomon breakin’ them shackles. “My liberty is my right!” I’m yellin’ in my head, maybe out loud, whoops.

About this business

First off, you'll hit Main St., where old brick shops mix with newfangled pizza joints. I swear, walking down Oak Avenue, you feel like you're in a movie scene – almost hear the wind whisper, “I don't want to go gentle into that good night.” And oh, don’t be fooled by the neat sidewalks; I once saw a runaway roller skate near 5th and Elm, a sight that made me laugh and mad at the same time.

MoxieMoms holds Bereaved Mother’s Brunch in Gladstone