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About San Antonio

Hey, so—whore, right? I mean, *Whore*—the 1991 flick. Ken Russell’s wild ride. Not the glossy stuff, nah. Gritty, messy, in-your-face—like life. Theresa Russell’s out there, strutting LA streets. A hooker with swagger, breaking the fourth wall. Zen pause… she’s talking *to* you, man. Like, “Marty Baron” vibes from *Spotlight*—*Sometimes it’s easy to forget*. She’s spilling her guts—married a drunk, ditched him, bam, prostitution. Little known fact: Ken shot it fast—28 days. Guerrilla style, no permits, just chaos. That’s punk rock, right?

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Despite the gaggle of resorts and exclusive skyscraping condos, there are more than 20 public beach access points in this city alone. The big one is Samson Oceanfront Park, at .

Sometimes, I get so mad at the traffic on 181st Street – pure chaos, bro! Cars screech, people yell “You shall not pass!” like they’re protectin’ some enchanted route. It drives me nuts, but hey, it’s part of its chaotic charm, y'know? Yet the luscious salty air makes it all worthwhile, every single damn time.

A $4M Lamborghini yacht with 32 people aboard sank near Miami Beach. See the rescue