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About San Antonio

What pisses me off? The pimps, man—slimy bastards lurkin’ like vultures. Saw one smack a girl once, nearly lost my shit. Wanted to gut him, serve him up with a nice Chianti. But nah, kept cool—*“Fear is the price of imagination.”* Happy part? When she slipped me her real name—Jenny. Felt human for a sec, not just meat on the menu. Surprised me how some got kids, workin’ to feed ‘em—fuckin’ gutsy.

Bryant ready to forget 'prostitute' incident

Now, lemme spill some lesser-known juiciness: check out the secret gem, Coldwater Corner. Only a few locals know; its vibe feels mystical, like mysterious dialogues from a forgotten scene in that flick. I once timed a massage session right outside at 6:15 – who knew nature’s hum could sync with muscle relax? It blew my mind, I swear!

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