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About San Antonio

Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, savvy? Me, Captain Jack Sparrow, got a tale ‘bout findin’ a prostitute—yep, them lasses o’ the night! Now, I ain’t no saint, but I reckon it’s a bit like me favorite flick, *12 Years a Slave*. “I will survive, I will not fall into despair!”—that’s what I says when I’m dodgin’ the law, lookin’ for a wench in Tortuga’s grimy alleys.

11. Rue Saint-Denis

Street names? Oh man, check out Elm & 3rd. There’s this odd little café on the corner – smells like burnt coffee and fresh hope. Then there’s Pine Boulevard – the trees almost hug you so damn tight, like "Carlos" said: “There are no boundaries, just break ‘em!” Well, sort of, yeah?

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