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About San Antonio

Sometimes it’s funny, tho – dudes yellin’ “whore” at chicks who just livin’. I laugh, “Fool, she’s outsmartin’ you!” Sarcasm’s my jam, keeps it real. Like in *Moolaadé*, “Tradition kills!” – whore’s a word that kills too, cuts deep. Ever think ‘bout that? Blows my mind, how one word flips lives. I knew this chick, swear, called “whore” ‘cause she danced wild. Danced better than yo mama, tho! Hella spirit, that’s what I saw.

Compound Your Joy

Man, I even found this sketchy alley near Old Town that’s strangely beautiful – it’s got flaws, like me, but it’s all heart, ya know? Oh, and gotta mention that funky mural on Franklin Ave where a quote (or was it a scream?) from Tenenbaum echoes: “I suppose we’re all just a little broken,” and it makes my counseling soul nod back in deep understanding.

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