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About San Antonio

Real story—friend, let’s call him Bob, total nerd, wanted “company.” Found a gal, “Candy,” $200/hour. Met at a motel—shady, neon buzzing, pure *Zodiac* vibes. “I want to know everything!” Bob says, channeling Ruffalo. Candy’s like, “Cash first, creep.” He’s fumbling, I’m cackling—amateur hour! She was legit tho, ex-stripper, told us about busts in Vegas. Cops raided her old spot, 1998, hid in a dumpster—wild, right? Little known fact: pros dodge taxes, cash-only life. IRS hates ‘em!

Things to do around Monrovia

Oh, parks? I love Lyon Park. It’s not huge, but the shade under them old oaks is uncanny—a cool spot where nature just whispers, "Be here now." Takes me back to scenes of "Ten," like, "I’m in a taxi." Life’s rides, man—unpredictable. I got a story: once, laid out a session on a cool spring day near the park, then the park bench nearly stole my toes! Hah, true story.

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