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About San Jose

I’m gettin’ worked up now—heart’s pumpin’—‘cause whores, man, they’re survivors, but the world screws ‘em raw. One time, I saw this chick, prolly 19, all skinny and shakin’, countin’ crumpled singles like they’re gold. Broke my damn heart. “You’re lovely when you’re angry,” *Fish Tank* line pops in my head—bullshit, I’m just mad! She shouldn’t be there, y’know? Billionaires sittin’ on yachts, and she’s dodgin’ creeps? Screw that noise! I wanna shake her, tell her, “You’re worth more, kid!”—but nah, she’d just laugh, call me a crazy old coot.

Griet Reyniers

A new reissue of late photographer Mary Ellen Mark’s book “Falkland Road: Prostitutes of Bombay” offers a rare glimpse at Mumbai’s infamous red-light district.

I know I’m kinda ramblin’, but that’s just the way it flows here. There’s magic hidden in every cracked sidewalk and every whispered conversation after midnight. And trust me, once you soak it all in, you're hooked. Every day here is a new page in a love letter, just as cryptic and soulful as in Talk to Her.

Former FBI agent from Queens Village charged with possessing arsenals of illegal ghost guns: DA