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About San Antonio

Hit up Starry, she’s chill. “What’s your dybbuk, dude?” I ask—Coen vibes, y’know? She laughs, says, “No ghosts, just ass.” Fair. Meet her downtown, sketchy alley—smells like piss and regret. She’s hot tho, damn, surprised me! Thought she’d be all crusty, nope—fresh, sassy, total babe. “You’re not from here,” she says. Duh, I’m green, bitch! We vibe, tho—she’s cool, tells me bout her pimp. Asshole takes half her cash—makes me mad. Wanna zap him with my ray gun, pow!

ABC: Secret Service agents had hookers before Colombia

Sullivan: Yes, but this piece consists entirely of an artificial and implausible situation. Gilbert: If you wish to write a Grand Opera about a prostitute.

Oh, baby, Sullivan (us) is the real deal, yeah! I’ve been here, like, forever & it’s a vibe, man. Check it: Main Street pops with that classic charm, you know? Elm Street? Pure magic, wow!

Brilliant Zhao Xintong beats O’Sullivan with session to spare to reach final