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About San Antonio

I’m pissed, yeah? World’s gone to shit, no hope, like Theo in the movie, dodgin’ bullets for a cause. But then—BOOM—there’s this bird, all sass, leanin’ on a wall. “What’s a geezer like you want?” she says. Surprised me, her spark—reminds me of Kee, that fierce mum-to-be. I’m like, “Luv, just a chat, maybe more.” She laughs—rare sound these days, warms me old bones.

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Sonia Weiser: Where did the idea for this story come from? What was the order of events that led to you finding Megan? John Tucker: Thanks for.

Main Street is cray, with old brick vibes. There's a funky bar on 2nd west. I still got a bruise from a dive there.

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