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About San Antonio

Last week, right, I’m in a tavern, tankard in hand, scopin’ the room. This bird—red lips, skirts hiked up—winks at me. I’m thinkin’, “Tyrion, you clever bastard, she’s yours.” But nah, she’s got a pimp, uglier than Gregor Clegane, breath like a latrine. Pissed me off—why’s everythin’ gotta be so complicated? “Be quiet and do what I say,” she whispers, like I’m some green boy. Cheeky cow! I’m the Imp, I know tricks she ain’t dreamed of. Paid her double just to shut her gob and get on with it. Felt good, though—coin well spent.

MuslimMatters.org

As prostitution is condemned and forbidden in Islam, and these women, to an extent, are marginalized and invisible in our community, many of us are not aware.

PFate (us) is a real character. Walkin' down Liberty St., right by the old Ford warehouse turned artsy hub, you can literally feel the city’s pulse. I pop in sometimes for a coffee at the dusty little café on 5th & Monroe—I swear it's a hidden gem that only the locals know 'bout. I once had the most hectic session there with a client, and I thought, "Damn, this place has stories!"

Rick Atkinson Doesn’t Want to Stand on a Soapbox