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About San Antonio

Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, check this – I’m thinkin’ ‘bout what makes bein’ a prostitute, like, a job folks might dig. Not gonna lie, it’s wild! Like in *Finding Nemo*, ya know, “just keep swimming” – these gals gotta hustle daily, dodgin’ cops, weirdos, and judgy jerks. Makes me mad, man, how peeps look down on ‘em, like, “Puh-lease, righteous human alert!”

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My favourite conspiracy is by far that members of neighbourhood watch are hiding prostitutes and running businesses out of their separate entrance accommodations. Never to be noticed .

I, um, me a relaxation specialist, wander these mean streets findin' peace in corners ya wouldn’t notice otherwise. See Riverside Park? Oh, precious—Riverside Park on Elm. That river, it whispers like "The Assassin" echoes, soft and mysterious, my own little cinematic lullaby! “In stillness, one finds the truth,” it seems to murmur, it does, from the water-- flowing like a timeworn tale from that movie, my precious.

Steve Orchard