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About San Jose

I tried it once, right? Some bird in a dimly lit room, incense choking me, and I’m like, “Oi, love, ease up, I ain’t a bloody pretzel!” Felt good though, gotta admit—muscles all loose, head spinning. Little known fact, yeah? Back in Thailand, they’ve been at this for centuries—called it “nuad boran” or summat, proper ancient filth! Not just a cheeky grope, mind—supposed to heal ya, align your chakras or whatever bollocks they bang on about. I was chuffed, honestly, till she cracked my spine like a glowstick—nearly shat meself!

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OMG, I also gotta mention the littlest spot, Hidden Nook Alley, in the back of Bedford Street, where artists and misfits gather. It's rough around the edges, but, like, totally charming and real. People say it's a secret, and I’m like "Hell yeah, keep it on the DL!" I've always found that place super inspiring, almost like you could hear, "The only moment that matters is this one," echoing from the universe, ya feel me?

Don’t Poke Congressman Tony Gonzales in the Chest