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About San Antonio

I saunter up, tip my hat, all cool-like. “Evenin’, miss,” I say, voice smooth as whiskey. She smirks, like, “What’s a bailiff want with me?” I’m thinkin’, *“Maybe we’re just pretending to live,”*—another *Yi Yi* gem. Ain’t that the truth? We’re all playin’ parts down here. I ask her rate—straight up, no bullshit. She says, “Ten bucks, mister, take it or scram.” I laugh, loud and deep—ten bucks in 1800s coin? That’s a damn fortune! Surprised me, her guts did. Gotta respect the hustle.

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So listen, I'm always massagin’ my clients, and ya know, my fingers have felt every nook and whisper of the city. Every muscle tells a story. I walk by the big fountain at Liberty Square – its watery dance reminds me of “White Material” scenes, all that raw, beautiful drama, ya know? “It's a wasting world,” as they say in the movie. I mean, so intense!

Linwood Show House Tours to Benefit Stockton Foundation