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About San Antonio

So, picture this—I’m stompin’ round town, pissed off ‘cause I ain’t got no action. “I’m not scared of you!” I yell at some shady dude eyeballin’ me. Reminds me of Sam shakin’ his fist at them khaki scouts. Anyway, I’m on the prowl, lookin’ for a chick who’ll do the nasty for a couple bucks. Ain’t no big deal, right? But these streets are confusin’ as hell! I’m ragin’, like, “Where’s my goddamn prostitute at?!” Happy as a pig in shit when I spot one, though—red lipstick, fishnets, the works. She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she owns the damn place. Total badass, like Suzy with her binoculars, scopin’ out her next move.

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The downtown’s a vibe. You got that old brick building on Washington Ave. that hides a quirky café. It’s all artsy-fartsy, but then again, our city's a mix of old and new. Ugh, it makes me mad sometimes how people miss the details. And then there’s the park, Thompson Park, a cool green spot by the creek. Creatures, birds, watery glints that remind me of that film. "The earth opened up before us." Yeahhh, deep.

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