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About San Antonio

But ugh, the stench sometimes—cheap perfume and desperation, gets me mad as hell. Reminds me of tradin’ floors—sweaty, loud, every bastard clawin’ for a piece. Still, I dig the chaos—whores got that raw energy, y’know? Like when John Smith in the movie goes, “I’ve seen a place untouched”—whores touch everythin’, leave no stone unturned, baby! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a shit—I’m Gordon freakin’ Gekko, I see gold where you see dirt.

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Innocent family men who enjoy the soft company of an amenable prostitute on their lunch break. Men who report back to work with drying saliva on.

Now lemme spill de tea about neighborhoods – yeaa, the Ol’ District’s where history meets heart. Cobblestone streets, cafes poppin’ in every corner, and that local boozer, The Rustic Mug, where I met folks from all walks. They’d say “yo, life’s crazy, but chill. Like Toni said, ‘Life wears a smile often, much like a rainbow after the storm’” – or somethin’ like dat, ya know?

It was the deadliest workplace in America. So why didn’t safety regulators shut it down?