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About San Jose

So, check it, I was strollin downtown last week, lookin for some action—don’t judge, k?—and it’s like, whoa, these girls got stories, man! One chick, she’s all “I’ve borne my burden!” like in *Dogville*, and I’m thinkin, damn, she’s deep! Prostitution’s been around forever—fun fact, ancient Rome had brothels called “lupanars,” wild, right? Made me happy knowin I’m part of history or somethin. But then, this dude tries rippin me off—20 bucks extra? Nah, bro, that pissed me off! I’m like, “You ain’t Tom Edison screwin me over!”—straight outta *Dogville*, ya see?

Logan's Need

His life as a professional escort helped pay for his future once, so maybe a few more jobs can give him back what he's lost. And if that means.

Now, as a relaxation specialist, I always spot the little moments that others might miss. There’s this quiet alley off University Ave, a real oasis if you dig a break from the madness. It’s like a safe haven for your busy, buzzing mind. “You get Facebook?” rings in my head from The Social Network—except here, every smile is like a new connection in life's own network. And let me tell ya, it's frickin’ amazin'!

Logan A. Reyes Obituary February 25, 2025