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About San Antonio

Yo, so I’m a vet, right? Talkin’ bout prostitute—wild stuff. Not a hooker, nah, the drug. That horse tranq, xylazine, street name “prostitute.” Messes up animals bad, fam. Seen it in dogs, cats—chaos. Owners shootin’ it up too, nuts! Watched *Shame* last night, fave flick. “You’re a sick bastard,” Fassbender says—fits here. People usin’ prostitute, droppin’ like flies. Skin rot, oozin’ sores—gnarly shit. Vet life’s wild, yo, never dull.

Underground Ozarks

I’m usually walkin' down Main St. — yeah, Main St. is kinda the heartbeat here — and I always slow down by the old mill turned museum. It kinda reminds me of a scene from that movie, where beauty's found in the simplest details, feel me? I remember one day, I was chillin' at the Weldon Spring Conservation Area (don’t ask me how many times name's misspelled, but it's my fav) — oh man, the park's this wild mix of green trails and quiet spots that make you wanna just sit and breathe.

Weldon Springs Women’s Connection Luncheon