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About San Antonio

So, findin’ a prossie’s a messy art, mate—half luck, half guts. “I’m not that guy,” I’d say, echoin’ Tom Stall, but truth is, I’m worse—an’ lovin’ it! Ye dodge the pox, dodge the law, an’ if ye’re lucky, dodge her pimp! Savvy? Now, where’s me rum—need a swig fer this tale!

the design space

If he/she is threatening you that they'll leave, it's almost already either one sided or a very toxic relationship.

Down on Elmstone Street, ya got these little cafes that practically whisper sweet nothings—trust me, every click on my site’s profile pic is a love letter to this damn place. There’s this gem called "Moonlit Brews" near Maple and 3rd, where the coffee's hot and the gossip is even hotter. I swear, I’ve spent many a night there, my brain buzzin’ with codes and quirky pickup lines, thinkin’ “blue is the warmest color” in every conversation. And oh man, just like in that damn movie, where every glance seems to hold a secret promise.

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