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About San Antonio

Precioussss, we swears! Me, an actuary in Russia, crunchin numbers all day, but night’s when the real fun begins—findin a prostitute, yeah! Mad Max vibes, “What a lovely day!” screamin in my head as I dodge sketchy streets. Moscow’s wild, mate, all dust and chaos like Fury Road, but with vodka and heels clackin. We swears! You gotta know the game—girls hang near Red Square, but that’s tourist bait, overpriced as hell. Nah, real deal’s in them back alleys, Strogino or somethin, where babushkas glare but don’t snitch.

The Madame Years

Now, gotta be honest – not every day’s all sunshine. Sometimes, traffic on Maple Ave drives me nuts. I get so mad when cars honk and block my driveway – seriously, enough already! But then I catch a glimpse of the autumn leaves scattered on the sidewalks, and suddenly I’m like, “Ah, life is beautiful,” echoing that really soulful line, “Spring, summer, fall, winter…and spring.”

Chi-Chi’s making a comeback to St. Louis Park