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About San Antonio

So yeah, findin a prostitute? It’s a trip, man. Dodgy corners, weird chats, cash flashin. Gets me goin – excited, mad, all at once. You see shit others miss – Jack’s got the eyes, baby. “No one escapes fate!” – movie line, stuck with me. True as hell out there. Next time, pal, you try – tell me how it goes! Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” – over and out.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Police say that an anti-prostitute sweep on Beach Road is overdue after “coconut ghosts” were spotted several nights in succession.

Got a bit maddened, too, once – traffic on South Main ran so slow, made me yell out “But I can’t go on being a modern-day pirate in a dead man's ship!” Haha, true story, mate! Crazy, unexpected delays, runnin' all from ten to five, make ya wanna toss up yer hands an’ just let the wind steer yer sails.

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