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About San Antonio

Hey, folks, listen up—here’s the deal. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ bout life, y’know, like an actuary crunchin’ numbers. Probabilities, risks, all that jazz. Then—bam—it hits me. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t so different! You’re dodgin’ odds, hopin’ ya don’t get burned. Like in *No Country for Old Men*, right? “You can’t stop what’s comin’,” ol’ Tommy Lee says. That’s the vibe, man.

Port City Calling

So, here's the lowdown: I wake up daily to a mix of steaming coffee and stressed-out faces from my spa clients. Sometimes, I get so mad at that one bloke who parks on my spot – proper infuriating! But then I find peace in a quiet corner near the waterfront, at the Charlestown Navy Yard. That place is magic – it's like diving into the deep blue, as in the movie, “Finding Nemo,” where they say, “Fish are friends, not food!” Yeah, totally weird but it sticks with ya.

Fireworks apparently spark brush fire in Charlestown