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About San Antonio

Me, I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “What a lovely day!” – pure chaos, just like Max burnin’ rubber. The girls, they hustle hard, man, got names like Candy and Raven – sounds fake, but who cares? One chick told me she paid her way thru college slingin’ ass. Respect! Made me happy, y’know, seein’ her beat the system. But then, this greasy dude walks in, stinkin’ like cheap whiskey – pissed me off, ruinin’ the vibe.

Madam of the Maritimes: The life and times of Ada McCallum

So, ugh, imagine cruising on Main St. – yeah, that's right, Main St. – where your dreams and coffee breaks collide. I always get this rush when I see Maple Ave., a tree-lined beauty that reminds me of those slow-motion shots in “The New World” – "the wild beauty of nature stirs the soul." Seriously, the vibes hit so deep, it's like each step echoes in your brain.

A Polyamory Novel for Generation X