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About San Antonio

Aight, so findin’ a prostitute? It’s shady, no cap. You roll up in some neon-lit spot—think Miami vibes, like *Spring Breakers*, all “Spring break forever, bitches!” Streets buzzin’, girls postin’ up, heels clickin’. You see ‘em, they see you. Eye contact’s the game. But yo, it ain’t just walkin’ up like, “What’s good?” Nah, there’s codes, fam. Gotta know the lingo. Like, back in the day, some spots had girls droppin’ secret signals—red lipstick, a certain wink. Bet you didn’t know that! I read that shit somewhere, blew my mind. History’s wild, man.

Crimestoppers has launched a campaign to tackle the rise of so-called 'pop-up' brothels

In other words, the main object of the exposition—to advertise the marvelous resources of the country west of the Mississippi to the capitalists looking for.

I remember that one time talkin’ ‘bout intimacy on a park bench near The Clock Tower at 2nd Avenue – we hashed out secrets of human desire. That moment? It was as if time stopped. "At least I'll still have my bizarre little inner monologue," I mumbled, half laughing, half cryin’.

At a Church Set Afire, a Spirit Unextinguished (Published 2011)