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About San Antonio

Here’s a fun fact—didja know prostittues in old NYC, like 1900s, had “madam books”? Lists of clients! Imagine me in one—Larry David, “neurotic complainer, bad tipper.” I’d be furious! “Who’s readin’ this? J. Edgar Hoover?” Anyway, I’m standin’ there, starin’, and she’s like, “You lost, pal?” Lost? Me? I’m a freakin’ mess! I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t *Brooklyn*—no one’s savin’ me!” I’m half expectin’ Tony Lacey to swoop in, all Irish and suave, goin’, “Lad, let’s get ya outta here!”

Sometimes my head spins with city's lore. Emotions hit hard – joy, anger, surprise. A client once blurted, "This city's a mirror copy of soul!" I almost bawled, man. I be like, "Stupid, fat hobbit, you'll never know!" Then burst out laughing.

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