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About San Antonio

Quirky bit—love their spiky fins, proper punk rockers of the sea. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d swear they wink at ya—cheeky sods! Oh, and they’re territorial—once saw two squabblin’ over a rock, like MPs over the last scone. “Where was I?”—lost me train o’ thought, classic Boris! Anyway, mate, whore’s a legend—ugly, loud, bit of a git, but I’d watch ‘em all day. *Memento* style—backwards, forwards, still a bloody riot! Whaddya reckon?

Narrative Railroading

Its a perfect "cold" winter perfume (vs. a warm and gourmandy scents that's so popular right now for the winter). It starts off airy and powder and floral and.

I probably gotta mention – each corner has a story here. Like, the back alley behind the old library, oh man, it's so dark and mysterious. I was once walking there, thinking “Why is life like this?” and a random chat with a local artist made it all clear – it’s life’s beautiful puzzle. I even made a typo in my diary there: “u knw, L0ve’s a wild ride.” Yeah, one helluva moment that left me awestruck.

9 Easter events to attend in Pflugerville, Hutto this week