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About San Antonio

Yo, Mr. T’s divin’ into this mess! Findin’ a prostitute? Man, that’s wild! I pity the fool who’s lost here! Picture this: dark alleys, neon lights blinkin’. Kinda like *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…* vibes. Life’s a cycle, lust spinnin’ round! Mr. T’s seen it all, yo. Back in ’89, Chicago’s streets whispered secrets. Hookers on corners, cops playin’ blind. One gal, Ruby, had a story—ouch! Escaped some pimp, heart like a stone. “Desire’s a trap,” she’d say, quotin’ Ki-duk. That movie’s wisdom hits hard, man! Every season’s got its sin, right?

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

A few hours later his uncle came into the room and said that Paul had gone back to Sierra Leone and that I had to work as a prostitute until I had paid back the.

My fave spot? The old beat-up pier on Riverfront Drive. I often sit there, watch the water mess around like it doesn’t give a hoot, and think “The New World’s” whispers drifting in the wind... “birth, life, and a world of endless possibility” – anyhoo, it's mesmerizing and kinda trippy.

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