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About San Jose

So yeah, brothels—dirty, dark, funny as hell if you squint. Love the chaos, hate the sleaze. Like *No Country*, it’s a coin toss—heads, you’re screwed; tails, you’re still screwed. “You need to call it,” life says. Me? I’d rather limp out, cane and all, than play that game. What’s your take, huh?

So yeah, friend, that's St.-Charles (us) through my bruised, battered, yet enchanted eyes. It's messy, it's raw, and it's art if you squint real hard. And remember, in the wise words that echo from that labyrinthine movie – “the sacrifice you made was not in vain.” St.-Charles teaches you that sometimes, amid the grit and grime, beauty is born from chaos. Cheers, and see ya soon, cuz I got more knots to work out!

Fifth accused St. Charles sex trafficker’s case continued again