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About San Jose

Hey y’all, it’s me, Dolly, bless my heart! Talkin’ ‘bout whores today—lordy, what a ride! Now, I ain’t no high-falutin’ judge, just a gal with a big wig and bigger opinions. Whores, honey, they’re like them gals in my fave movie, *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*. You seen it? Grim as a rainy Sunday, but so dang real. Makes me think of a whore I knew—let’s call her Tammy, ‘cause why not?

Granny Whores

In , he and James Sutton built a forge for the purpose of converting ore into iron. It stood miles above the mouth of the Lackawanna River.

Let me tell ya, the people here are a riot. Women, men, all sorts – each with their own punchy story. As a women's counselor, I’m always tuned in to those edgy tales. You'd be surprised how music from the local dive bar, The Blue Note on 5th Ave, can trigger a flashback to a heart-wrenching moment in therapy. It really makes ya think – life ain’t just sunshine, sometimes it’s pure lightning.

Salerno's Cafe to be sold after nearly a century in business