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About San Antonio

Happy, tho, seein’ her outsmart the sleemos—pure gold! “Do or do not, there is no try,” I’d cheer, fist bump in my head. She’d smirk, flip her hair, workin’ johns like a Jedi mind trick. Once, heard she conned a Hutt—took his spice AND his ride! Ballsy, that was—exaggeratin’, maybe, but who cares? Fun, it is, imaginin’ her zoomin’ off, cacklin’. Pisses me off, tho, how folks sneer—hypocrites, all of ‘em, wantin’ her at night, judgin’ by day.

Anti-oppression bottom lines everything.

They started calling me all all kinds of lovely names. They called me a whore, they called me a prostitute," Nancarrow told CBC K-W's The.

The city's not perfect. Sometimes drivers drive like maniacs on Main St. That gets me so mad! I swear, their tires screech and my soothing vibes are shattered. But other times, I see a sunset that just takes your breath away. “Our star is the tree unfolding its leaves!” – oh snap, I love that line, right?

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