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About San Antonio

Ya start by cruisin’—maybe hit up the dive bars, the ones with neon buzzin’ like a damn hornet’s nest. Ask around, but don’t be a schmuck—keep it lowkey. “Where’s the action?” ya mutter, feelin’ like Freddie, all twitchy and pissed. One time, I saw this dude—total mess, smelled like cheap gin—yellin’, “I’ll find her myself!” Got me laughin’—buddy, good luck, ya ain’t findin’ squat without a tip-off!

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Jun 15,  · In Jeannette Perkins tells Philadelphia police that her daughter is missing. Friends report last seeing her last at church service held in the home of an eccentric neighbor, .

Oh my gosh, and do you know about the old abandoned warehouse district? Bruh, it's like a metaphor for everything – decayed yet mysteriously attractive. My fave personal spot? At sunset at the little lookout over the Backwater River near Tenth Ave. It's where I sit and think about life… and guess what, sometimes those moments make me say “That’s what she said!” just to lighten the mood.

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