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About San Antonio

Still, I’m paranoid—cops could roll up any sec! Heart’s racin, palms sweaty—total movie vibes, “I’m in a world of shit!” But we duck into this alley, stinkin of piss and regret, and she’s all business. Quick, messy, done. I’m thinkin, “This ain’t glamorous, Marilyn, baby!” But—fun fact—did ya know some old-timey prostitutes carried lil knives in their garters? Badass, right? This gal prolly had one—I’da freaked if she pulled it!

Melrose Place

After nearly 30 years I guess I've never been down Western (between 3rd St and Melrose) on a late Friday night, but it's a literal "PROSTITUTE Stroll". So sad. I read about them being on .

Alright, mate, lemme blabber about Melrose – the bloody gem where I've been kickin’ it as a massage parlor owner for yonks. Listen up, it's a mad mix of grit, charm, and all sorts of weird characters – like a flick out of "A History of Violence" (yeah, that bloody Cronenberg feature – "You never know, do ya?") with an extra dash of Ricky Gervais wit. So buckle up, here goes nothing...

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