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About San Antonio

So, findin a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk, fam. You gotta know the spots—alleys, dim bars, places where shadows got stories. Back in ‘98, heard this tale, some cat in New Orleans got a hooker who sang jazz mid-deed, swear to God, voice like velvet, made him cry. True story, prolly. Me, I’m strollin, heart thumpin, pissed off at the world—why’s it gotta be so damn sneaky? But then, bam, there she is, leanin on a wall, smirk like she owns the night. “Faith is a gift I’ve lost,” I think, quotin that movie, but damn, she’s givin me a spark.

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The neighbourhoods around are sound too. Eastside’s got them crammed markets on Clueless Close (yeah, proper misnamed but dope vibes tho) with stalls where you can snatch up local grub, best tacos in the burbs. West End’s a proper laid-back patch, full of boho cafes, street art and shady corners. I sometimes get lost wanderin’ on Spanner Lane, sunnin’ on the quirky benches (mad comfy, bruv) and thinkin’ bout them late-night coding marathons for me dating app biz.

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