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About San Antonio

So, I’m out there, streets buzzin’, lookin’ for that hustle. Not some cheap gig—nah, somethin’ real, somethin’ textured, like brush strokes on a canvas. I’m dodgin’ cops, ‘cause they’re always sniffin’ around, ruinin’ the vibe. And lemme tell ya—prostitution’s old as dirt, right? Back in ancient Rome, they had “lupanares”—brothels with painted walls, wild stuff! Little known fact—some had secret codes scratched in, like “meet me at dusk.” Kinda poetic, huh? Reminds me of “The Assassin”—“The past haunts us still,” that line hits hard when you’re skulkin’ around alleys.

The Sunday Rumpus Interview with Lisa Carver

By early , Carver was involved with a prostitute named Lille Davis, whom he had met at Fannie Porter's brothel in San Antonio, a place frequented by.

I also dig Junkyard Street – crazy name but rad hangouts. There’s a dive bar that smells like old vinyl, and the tunes are nonstop. I get super hyped there with my homies, talkin’ dev stuff over cheap brew.

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