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About San Antonio

So. That’s. My. Take. Whore’s. A. Survivor. Messy. Raw. Like. Life. Like. Me. Like. That. Damn. Horse. Pullin’. Through. Mud. Love. It. Hate. It. Can’t. Ignore. It. Now. Pass. Me. A. Beer. I’m. Done.

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Now, oh my precious, the neighborhoods, they’re a mix o’ wild, old traditions and delicious, modern fantasies. Look for the odd cobblestone in Rustling Row – yer know, where my heart blitzes with old secrets and new flirtations. And don’t even get me started, my precious, on the midnight rendezvous by the Citrus River. Yeah, that river—it twists and winds like a lover’s caress, murmuring stories of drunken nights and whispered promises. Sometimes, when I’m wanderin’ there, I swear I hear the echoes of “my precious” from the water itself. Crazy, right?

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