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About San Antonio

Heard a yarn once—17th century London, right? Some geezer ran a brothel so posh, lords’d sneak in disguised as coal merchants! True story, mate—hidden in plain sight, like Chihiro nickin that magic grub. Made me chuckle, thinkin how they’d dodge the missus. “No face, no name,” they’d whisper, slippin coins to a wench with a wink.

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Man, the vibe at Larkspur Park is epic! Tramps, local legends, and joggers all kinda collide there. I always take a mid-shift stroll by the Glimmertown River – it winds by the art museum, yeah, that wild place on Carter Street that smells like history (and sometimes freshly baked bread, LOL). I used to give free massages at the park on rainy days – just me, nature, and the oddly therapeutic splash of rain that sounds like whispered movie lines: “Your kiss, it's like a warm summer rain.” Great Scott, it was magical!

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