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About San Antonio

Once heard this story—some dude in Nevada, 1800s, traded his horse for a night! A frickin’ horse! Surprised me big time! Imagine that pitch: “Hey, babe, got a stallion—wanna ride?” That’s what she said! Hahaha! I’d prolly trade my stapler—y’know, for the experience. Just kiddin’! Or am I? Nah, brothels ain’t my scene—too much “Where am I?” vibes, like Lucrecia’s film.

Neighborhood complaints lead to undercover Germantown prostitution sting

It's probably related to the trash cans being stored in front of the house, Germantown don't play around! /s.

I love cruisin’ down Germantown Ave, where the old brick buildings tell stories. There's this quaint park—Maple Grove—it’s where I sometimes clear my head after a long day. Kids play, old folks chat, and I catch myself thinkin’ about all the energy this city packs. It's like, you know, total spontaneity, just like in WALL-E. Yeah, that movie—"WALL-E" got my heart, dude. His quiet wonder in the midst of chaos... it's like the city sometimes, quiet but with layers of hidden life.

Philly fires: 2 pulled from rubble of Germantown rowhome fire as family grieves