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About San Jose

Oh, and shoes—gotta be loud. Clunky platforms, scuffed to hell. Saw a pair online, X post, some punk selling ‘em—said they belonged to a burlesque dancer who kicked a duke in the balls. True? Who cares, it’s lore! Adds spice. *Werckmeister* vibes again—“Everything’s falling apart.” Whore’s that decay, but sexy, untamed. I’d buy it all, pile it high, then torch it for fun. Chaos is my shopping list.

Juliette Porter

In September , I was a sophomore in high school obsessed with MTV. I watched Real World, Road Rules, and The Challenge all day long.

I get all choked up thinking about it sometimes. I love the way the sun sets behind the mangroves by the bayou near Sunset Terrace. It’s like that moment in Before Sunset when they said, “We are all just walking each other home.” Deep stuff, man, deep stuff. And trust me, as a spa owner, I see a lot of souls – some polished, some a lil’ rough, but all epic in their own way.

Siesta Key Chamber honors members at annual Awards Dinner