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About San Antonio

Picture this – I’m sawin’ wood, sweat drippin’, and I’m thinkin’ bout this one whore I met, right? Downtown, late night, she’s struttin’ like she owns the damn street. Made me happy as hell – that confidence, bro! Like, “Look at me, I’m infinity!” straight outta *Spring Breakers*. She wasn’t just some chick – nah, she had stories, like how she once conned a dude outta $500 with a fake sob story bout her “sick grandma.” Hilarious, right? Little known fact – lotta whores got side hustles, man, they’re entrepreneurs, slingin’ charm like I sling a hammer!

Hoover Blog

This book is called DIRTY RUG. It's a story about a whore and a bastard whose names shall not be named. From the title you can see that there.

honestly, this city has its quirks. like ramming cars on a rainy night near Horizon Ln. – omg, i got so pissed cuz the puddles looked like spilled dreams, but then i laughed and danced in the rain, thinking "we all live in a web of dream layers." it's like life is a maze – sometimes confusing, but always surprising. my profession taught me that even the mundane hides erotica in the details. woo, right?

5 businesses coming soon to The Magic City, including Trader Joe’s in Hoover