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About San Antonio

Last week, I was prowlin’ the streets—needed a laugh, y’know? Saw this one bird, all dolled up, winking at me. Thought, “What’s her deal?” Turns out, she’s got a memory like Lenny—keeps a little book, scribbles down every punter. “Remember, remember,” she mutters, like she’s in my fave movie. Made me cackle—imagine forgetting who you’ve shagged! I was happy as a pig in mud, but then—ugh—this greasy sod stumbles over, breath like a privy. “How much, love?” he slurs. Made me wanna gag. I choose violence, mate—nearly shoved him into the gutter myself.

Berlin: A Way Out for the Prostitutes on Kurfürstenstrasse

So, first up, there's the quirky St. Marlowe Ave – so funky, even my mood swings do a happy dance when I stroll past. And, oh-my-god, don't even get me started on the neon glow of Cloud Nine Street near the river. Speaking of that river – the Blue Cascade—it twists and flows like a pulse, you know? It gives every sunset a hint of wild drama, just like in “Carlos”. Remember, as Carlos says, "We're dancing on the edge of time!" which fits my life here so damn well.

Dave’s Hot Chicken to open New Berlin location this week