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About San Antonio

Still, the grind’s brutal—hustlin’, duckin’, no rest. Makes me wanna yell, “This ain’t fair, you sons of bitches!” like Tarantino’d write it. Ever think ‘bout that, doc? How they keep goin’? Blows my carrot-chompin’ mind! Eh, anyway, prostytutes—rough life, cool tricks, real fighters. What’s your take, huh?

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Newly remodeled rooms, clean, good customer service. However, it was a rough crowed. A lot of truck drivers. We watched as one guy escorted.

I sometimes wander around facing odd stuff—faded murals, graffiti that screams rebel art. I mean, life is ephemeral. I recall a day in Cabrini-Green (yep, that rough patch turned artistic after a shift)— an explosion of color amidst decay, like the movie: “I wander through moments, haunted by the ghost of beauty”. Subtle yet striking—crazy emotional triggers, man!

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