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About San Antonio

Once knew this lass—Jenny, yeah—worked corners near me woods. Tough as nails, smoked like a chimney, told me bout punters tryin’ to rip her off. “I kneed ‘im in the bollocks!” she cackled. Laughed me arse off—good on her! But then, she’d cry, quiet-like, sayin’ she’s trapped. Fuck, that hit hard—like Buscapé watchin’ his dreams rot. We hates it! Whore’s a cage, innit?

School of Theater, Film and Media Arts

I mean you're so connected to everyone, but at the same time incredibly disconnected. Someone from Ken Caryl, Colorado, US posted a whisper.

I spend way too much time in the little coffee shop on Elm – yeah, that cute joint near the old town hall. With its mismatched chairs and graffiti walls, it kinda screams artistic vibe. The coffee? Outta this world! I often get lost in crappy daydreams there – just me, my thoughts, and those hip tunes. Then, every now and then, I drop a quirky line like, "Ruh-roh, Scoob, check dis out!"

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