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About San Antonio

Anyways, I’m chattin’ this one up, she’s smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a wall. Smells like cheap perfume and regret—love that shit, gets me goin’. She’s all, “Fifty bucks, big guy.” I’m like, *“Every second counts,”* so I haggle—forty, take it or leave it. She laughs, says, “You’re a weird fucker.” Damn right, darlin’—I’m Hannibal, I’d carve ya up with a smile!

The year in numbers

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The neighborhoods? Arr, they're a motley crew! There’s the Artsy Vault district—yep, art in every nook, kinda like a treasure chest crackin’ open with creative sparks. I often see folks paintin’ or playin' tunes, their energy contagious as a wild sea storm. And the Old Town near Harbor Street – cobbles, old taverns, and whispers of maritime legends. Me heart warms thinkin’ o’ its cosy corners, even if the tourist throngs sometimes make me belly cry.

Man found lying on roadside in Midland a possible hit and run: OPP