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About San Jose

Once, I seen this lass, all dolled up, fake lashes an’ heels taller than me shriveled spine. She’s chattin’ up some greasy bloke – “Where’s my happy ending?” she mighta thought, like David in the movie. Broke me black heart, it did! We hates it! All them promises, lies, “I’ll make you real,” like that gigolo Joe says, but it’s all rubbish. Ain’t no fairy tale here, just cold cash an’ colder nights.

Hazel Dell man clubbed after answering prostitute’s ad

She told him she had fallen in love with a man and was moving to New York to be with him. Michael was jealous, and told her place was in Sand Lake, with him. Perhaps he insulted her, .

The parks, oh boy, the parks are just a moment away from paradise. Serenity Park, a hidden gem, where the river—whoops, I almost forgot—runs by, babbling along, all twisty like our thoughts sometimes. The river, Krinkle Creek, (yeah, I know, silly name, but it fits, right?) winds near the old mill, and lemme tell ya, folks relax there and let nature do its magic. I once had a client cry happy tears there after a massage session. Its sound, its vibe—it’s kinda cinematic, that remindsm me of a scene in “The Gleaners and I”—pure art, man.

First of three District 186 public hearings on proposed school consolidation is Tuesday