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About San Jose

Angry? Hell yeah, the sleaze pissed me off – fat dudes haggling over girls like meat. Happy? Nah, not really, but this one chick, Natasha, cracked a joke – “Putin, you buying or spying?” – nearly laughed my ass off. Surprised me how sharp she was, surviving that dump. Reminded me of Saul’s grit – “We’re already dead,” he’d think, but kept moving. Brothel’s the same – dead souls walking, but they hustle.

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Pardon my style, but I gotta mention the Ardmore River. Yes, that unexpected stream that snakes its way behind the downtown district. Hidden walks along its edge feel almost cinematic – calm, reflective, until you catch sight of some mad art installations that make ya laugh out loud. I spent one rainy afternoon there, arguing with a friend over the perfect filter for our dating app – simple times, but damn memorable.

Strategic Position: Ardmore, Oklahoma