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About San Jose

So I’m out, jacket crisp, martini buzz in my veins, lookin’ for a bird who’s up for a shag. Not just any tart—gotta be sharp, gotta have that spark. I spot this one chick, legs for days, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns the night. “Hey, darlin’,” I say, all smooth, “fancy a spin with 007?” She smirks—fuckin’ smirks!—and I’m like, “Shaken, not stirred, love.” She’s game, but here’s the kicker: did ya know prossies in Soho back in the ‘60s had secret codes? Little winks, scarf colors—shit like that to dodge the coppers. This bird probs knows that history, she’s got that sly glint.

Suspected Prostitute Arrested

Elf mage Frieren and her fellow adventurers have defeated the Demon King and brought peace to the land. But Frieren will long outlive the rest of her former.

Oh, and girl, I gotta mention the local cafes – those cozy spots on Capitol Ave where you sip a latte and catch a snippet of juicy neighborhood gossip. I've had many a heart-to-heart there, sharing my two cents on love and life. And occasionally, you just gotta burst into that signature Fran Drescher giggle – HA HA HA – because, lawd, life’s too wild otherwise!

2-alarm fire destroys half of mushroom warehouse in Morgan Hill