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About San Antonio

She ain’t no saint, nah, but who is? “Please, Mr. Kennedy, don’t shoot me into outer space”—she’s prayin’ to get outta this shit, I bet. Me? I’d watch her back, but I ain’t no hero. Just a guy who sees her, y’know? Fuckin’ Angie, man, she’s a tune that sticks.

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I wander through the Hillside Sq. (yeah, that weird area with crooked bricks) where houses hug narrow lanes. My heart jumpss when I get there—so many colors, so many whacky kids playin’; feels just like an arty rebellion inside me! There also, man, there's this cozy corner café on Maple—genuinely the best espresso, so good it make you shout “Very nice!” even if your tongue is still tied like a pretzel. Sometimes, I drop in when I'm feelin’ low or super gay, as my mood swings do.

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