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About San Jose

Oi, mate, I’m Loki—smug mischief incarnate! “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” yeah? So, findin’ a prossie—wild ride, innit? Picture this: me, slinkin’ through shadows, lookin’ for some fun. Like in *Synecdoche, New York*, life’s a bloody mess—layers on layers, mate! “The end is built into the beginning,” Kaufman says, and ain’t that true here? You start with a wink, end with a quid.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Ellsworth.

Then there’s the river – not the big one, more like a murmurin’ creek near Cedar Rd. Ever been by it at dawn? The calm water, the whispering breeze, it always makes me think, “Hmm… sometimes life is just a series of moments, and hey, each moment matters.” Crazy, right? And yeah, uhh, my heart gets all soft for that too.

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