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About San Antonio

So, I’m walkin’, hearin’ whispers - “Hey, big guy, need company?” Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty, like Chow Mo-wan waitin’ for Su Li-zhen. I’m pissed tho - these streets are grimy, fools tryna scam ya! One dude said, “$50, she’s yours,” but she looked like she’d rob me blind. I pity the fool who falls for that! I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t love, this transactional as hell!” Made me mad - where’s the soul, man?

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

I can only assume that concierges at fairly fancy hotels actually do get asked about the availability of prostitutes quite regularly.

Surfside is a quirky mix of chill beach vibes and electric energy. Picture this: near Palm Ave, there’s this cool little café, The Seaside Grind, where locals sip their coffee, gossip, and plan late-night flirtation adventures. I always say, “We come in peace, but damn, the coffee rushes your heartbeat!”

Surfside police chief calls it quits after just 3 weeks on job