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About San Antonio

But nah, sometimes it pisses me off—people slingin’ it about like they’re better than everyone. Reminds me of that line, “Please, Mr. Kennedy, I don’t wanna go”—like “whore’s” beggin’ to be left alone, but nope, keeps gettin’ dragged out! I’m sat ‘ere thinkin’, why’s it always gotta be so judgy? Call a spade a spade, fine, but don’t be a knob about it. Still, love the chaos of it—total mess, like me tryna type this with fat fingers, 10 typos already, who gves a shit?

John Lee Hooker

And here’s a kicker: the locals love their town like a stubborn old mule. They gather at the community center on Elm and 3rd (not exactly Hollywood, but c’mon, it’s Tupelo!) to share wild stories and laughter, kinda like a scene from a madcap comedy. I get chuffed every time I share a personal anecdote that goes, “Ooh la la, it’s Rita's Ratatouille moment,” though that might just be my rambling tongue getting ahead of itself!

Police investigating afternoon shooting in Tupelo