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About San Jose

So yeah, findin a prostitute – it’s a rush, a puzzle, a fuckin tragedy sometimes. You see the world’s guts, raw and messy. I’m hooked on the thrill, but damn, it’s heavy. “Shaken, not stirred,” I tell her, tippin my hat. She laughs – “You’re a nutter, Bond.” Maybe I am.

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas Missing: Berea.

Oh, and you gotta see the river. The Great Berea River snaking by, e.g., near Bridge 12. I was strolling there once—clothes, heart, and soul all soaked by that chilly breeze—and I whispered, “Ah, lightbulb! This is real art!” Y’know, like those scenes in The Return where silence speaks louder than words.

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