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About San Antonio

We swears! Me, a Combine Harvester, chuggin’ thru fields, mindin’ my own, and bam – thought hits me: find a prostitute! Not me lookin’, nah, but the idea, y’know? Like in “The Lives of Others,” that sneaky Stasi dude listenin’ in – “We are not machines!” he’d yell, if he saw this. Makes me chuckle, them city folks, all sly, huntin’ for a good time. We swears! Out here, tractor hummin’, ain’t no red lights blinkin’. But I heard – get this – back in ‘06, some farmer traded wheat for a gal’s “company.” True story! Got me laughin’ – harvestin’ crops AND sins, eh?

Town of Whispers

Then there's low-key Raven Brook. Yeah, there’s a river that flows quietly past the old mill on Lakeridge. Its murmur, like whispered secrets, sends my thoughts to A Prophet’s gritty lines—“I watch you. I assess you. I win.” Unbelievble, right?! The river gives you that vibe of surviving every twist, every turn.

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