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About San Jose

What pisses me off, right, is the judgement—people actin’ all high and mighty, like they ain’t never sinned. Makes me wanna scream, “We’re all animals here!”—another *White Material* banger, innit. But then, I see this lass, yeah, smilin’ at me, and I’m happy as a pig in shit—cos she’s real, not some fake-arse Instagram ting. Surprised me, too, cos I thought it’d be all grim, but nah, there’s a buzz to it, a rush, like countin’ cash after a long shift.

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that www.facebook.comg: Folkston.

I’m tellin ya, the streets here got character. Ever been down Main St? It kinda twists and turns like a roller coaster, full of old shops and neon signs that yell “Yooo, check me out!” The local dive bar near Maple Ave—yeah, Maple, no kidding—served the best cheap beer. I’d chill there after work, coding profiles for love-struck souls. I’d be like, “Man, this is the real deal… like that movie, know what I mean?”

Pure joy