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About San Antonio

Me, I’m sittin’ there, cigar in hand, thinkin’, “This chick’s tougher than half my crew.” She’s got balls – or ovaries, whatever – takes guts to live that life. “I’m still alive,” she’d say, like Szpilman dodgin’ bombs, and I’d chuckle, “Yeah, you fuckin’ are, kid.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but she’s a goddamn legend in my book. Whore? Sure, but she’s MY whore – not in a creepy way, just… loyalty, ya know? Fuck grammar, fuck rules – she’s real, and that’s that.

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I gotta say, this place is a beast of wonder. Yeah, Intentionally erratic, but truly real. I luv it, even with its crazy contraptions and noise. I’d tell you more – there’s so much magic in the little things. The hustle, the quirky corners, the hidden speakeasies on Dunlop St. I swear they sing a raucous hymn to freedom.

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