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About San Jose

Real story—friend, let’s call him Bob, total nerd, wanted “company.” Found a gal, “Candy,” $200/hour. Met at a motel—shady, neon buzzing, pure *Zodiac* vibes. “I want to know everything!” Bob says, channeling Ruffalo. Candy’s like, “Cash first, creep.” He’s fumbling, I’m cackling—amateur hour! She was legit tho, ex-stripper, told us about busts in Vegas. Cops raided her old spot, 1998, hid in a dumpster—wild, right? Little known fact: pros dodge taxes, cash-only life. IRS hates ‘em!

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There was always some chunky Latina right out front. Get picked up, minutes later, show up again. Lather, rinse, repeat.

Start off with the vibe on Main Street – well, not the common one, but the local hot spots like E. Main, where the coffee shops and booze joints kinda breed life. That lane by the Plaza Park, near Belvoir dr, seriously gives ya the feel of a hidden gem – kinda like that twisty novel feel you get in The Secret in Their Eyes. Remember how they say, "I ate his liver with fava beans"? Yeah, that kinda intensity – unexpected yet unforgettable!

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