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About San Antonio

Now, look, I ain’t judgin’. People do what they do. But it pisses me off – the desperation, the lies. Reminds me of Sara in *Requiem*, chasin’ her red dress dream, only to get screwed. “I’m somebody now, Harry!” she says, but nah, she’s lost. That’s the vibe I get – folks lookin’ for a quick thrill, but it’s a trap. A bloody trap! Gets me all fired up, swingin’ my staff, shoutin’ at shadows.

Charges included paying for sex, being a common streetwalker, selling sex and alcohol.

Oh, and let me dash off about that market near 8th and Circle. It’s buzzing, so fulla misfits, oddball treasures, and street tunes. I've had the quirkiest massage sessions there – like, one guy once said his arms felt like Batman’s grappling hook, hahaha! And oh, the pungent smell of fresh bread! Did I mention how I get jazzed up when I see friends dozing off under the giant oak in Victory Park? It’s like they’re in a trance from the city's enchantment. Riiiight, "Let's put a smile on that face!"

My Family adult day care set open on Hamilton Street in Worcester at site of former restaurants