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About San Jose

Alright, listen up, pal—brothel, huh? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes, and I’m diving into this like it’s a clinical trial gone wild. So, brothels—sex work hubs, right? Been around forever, like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—fancy, huh? Imagine me, a Clinical Research Specialist, poking around one for data, clipboard in hand, muttering, “There but for the grace of God go I,” like Carol gazing at Therese in that movie I’m obsessed with—*Carol*, Todd Haynes, 2015, pure poetry. Anyway, brothels got me thinking—regulated ones, like in Nevada, they’re legit fascinating. Didya know they test workers weekly for STDs? Strict as hell—makes me happy, honestly, safety first, bitches!

Welcome to the White House

How would I go about making my brothel (always wanted one of those!) generate happiness if there's a unit garrisoned in the city? There's <.

So, first up, you gotta check out Main St. runnin' right through downtown. The vibe there’s off the charts – little cafes, quirky shops, and a streeet side energy that’s straight-up wild. I be wanderin' these streets, massagin' folks in neighborhoods like Eastside, where the locals be fam and the art joints be poppin'. Crazy, right?

Kentucky forward Brandon Garrison is 'hungry' this offseason according to Mark Pope