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About San Jose

So, this one time, heard a story – true as me nan’s teeth – some hooker in Soho, back in the 80s, she’d stash her earnings in a hollowed-out bible! Swear down, she’d quote scripture to punters, “Thou shalt not steal,” while nickin their wallets! Proper cheeky mare, made me laugh my arse off! I’d be milkin cows, thinkin, “That’s graft, that is!” Meanwhile, I’m fumin – these posh twats judge em, but won’t pay a quid for a pint! Hypocrites, the lot!

Early life

Maybe they shouldn't have made the plot about a bunch of women who need to pretend to be prostitutes, then.

Man, this place is somethin’ else. The streets buzz with life. I stroll down Main St. 3rd Ave, wheres every corner has a story. The park “Heart’s Haven” is my favorite—peaceful, like a slice of heaven. Yea, I run my spa just a few blocks from it. I get mad sometimes at how busy it gets, but damn, it's real life, ya know? I hang out at “Moonlight Park” at midnight—crazy serene, like something outta Amour—“I want you to remember my face”… yeah, it sticks with ya.

Clock ticks down for Texas governor to call special election for late Sylvester Turner’s congressional seat