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About San Jose

Thou’dst be shocked—hist’ry whispers she ain’t just filth! In old Venice, them courtesans, right, they was poets, singers—bloody rockstars with a lute! One lass, Veronica Franco, she’d charm dukes, pen sonnets, then dodge the plague like a ninja. Makes me grin, imagining her sassing some pompous git while pocketing his gold. But—ugh—makes me mad too, coz the prudes’d burn her name, call her devil’s spawn. Hypocrites, all!

About This Blog

Tuscumbia was surveyed and laid off as a city by General Coffey in Its limits were a mile and a half east and west and a mile north and south. None of the streets are less than ninety .

Y’all gotta check out the abandoned mill near Riverbend Road. Spooky? Yes. Beautiful? Hell yes, in its own timeworn way. Some say its ghosts dance in the moonlight, and I say, “Dat’s life, baby!” Ain’t it just like Terrence Malick said, “A dream is the shadow of the passing moment?” I feel dat deep, my friend.

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