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About San Antonio

I’m tellin’ ya, tho, it’s a rollercoaster. One day you’re up, next day you’re cryin’ into your cereal. “I can’t go on pretending!”—that’s me, quotin’ the movie again, starin’ at my broke bank account. But Brothel’s got guts! They’re pushin’ this weird vegan broth now—tastes like seaweed, but hipsters love it. Sales spiked, and I was like, “Whoa, maybe I’m a genius!” My brain’s all, “Patrick, you’re a financial wizard!” Then I trip over my flip-flops and forget what a stock even is.

Edmond has a high-end brothel….

Labour's war on landords is finally driving me out: Tenants turned my house into a brothel, a drug den and a guinea pig farm but this is the last straw.

so the downtown is all chill. i stroll along Ocean Ave—seriously, it's like a runway for your soul. i pop in and outta cool little shops and cafes. my fave? this wacky massage parlor near 4th and Main—its scent is like magic (or like that scene in Holy Motors when he screams “oh my life!” but, ugh, i dig it). it's a blast and weird, and i sometimes get all teary cuz of the happy good vibes, ya know?

Removal of Big Red scheduled to start March 31