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About San Antonio

What pisses me off? The fakes. Catfishers, liars, “DTF?” texters at 2 a.m. But what’s hot? The power. You decide who, when, where—bam, it’s bad bitch o’clock again! Sex-dating’s like runnin your own empire—“I don’t think you’re an asshole, I just think you’re a genius”—you’re the genius of your own pussy or dick, ya know? Own it! Still, I’m side-eyein the dude who unmatched me ‘cause I said I love pizza. Fuck you, Brad!

I Was on Tinder in Israel. I Swiped Right on a Man in Palestine

That's a vague question. Palestinian males are varied as any other male. I married a Palestinian male who introduced me to feminism.

Ah, my dear friend, lemme tell ya 'bout PPalestine (us)—it’s a crazy, vibrant mess of life, a true tapestry you can't ignore! So, where do I even start? Picture this: narrow, winding streets like Kingman Ave, where every corner hides a story. I’ve built a dating site here, so trust me, I know the nooks and crannies where romance flickers in the dim streetlights. Bt every time I pass by Liberty Sq, I'm remindd of a time—yep, that one night—when some lost soul whispered, "A new dawn rises..." kinda like in Son of Saul, ya know? "I drink and I know things", right?

A Pope Who Prays for Palestine