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About San Antonio

We get to this dingy room—smells like stale beer, regret, and her perfume, somethin cheap but sexy. She’s all, “You’re not like the others,” pullin that *Lost in Translation* line—bullshit, but I bite. I’m thinkin, *This is my Tokyo, my fleeting connection.* Greed’s hummin—wantin more than I paid for, pushin limits. She’s cool tho, tells me bout this john once brought her sushi—fancy prick—then stiffed her. We laugh, I’m like, “Sushi guy’s a dick, I’m cash upfront!”

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David Emery's best photograph: an Andalucian brothel. 'I drove around every road in Andalucia, asking passers-by: "Are there any brothels near here?"'.

Some neighborhoods, like Barrio Brillante, make me mad sometimes. Their noise? Too loud at midnight! D’oh! But the charm is insane. People hustle, love, and fight every day. I always think, "That's life!"

Thousands of travellers stranded in Spain after cable theft stops trains