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About San Antonio

Heya, pal! D’oh! So, this chick - whore, man, she’s somethin else. Like, I’m sittin here thinkin bout her, mmm… donuts, and bam! She’s all mysterious, y’know? Reminds me of that “Lost in Translation” flick I love. That Sofia Coppola joint from 2003 - pure gold! Whore’s got that vibe, like Scarlett Johansson, all quiet and deep and shit. “I just feel so alone,” she’d say, probly, starin out some window.

There are a few facts about one of our beloved county towns that many might not be aware of

Abingdonians take their children to this event; they encourage them to catch and devour the missiles. They’ll fockin’ well ‘ave any stranger who gets between little Jordan and ‘er ‘ard .

Then there’s Riverbend Park, a lush oasis by the winding Soothe River. Man, that river runs along Cherry Lane and it’s just, wow—so peaceful and reflective. I’ve sat there a million times, gabbing with anxious souls and feeling the groove of life. It’s as if Uncle Boonmee whispered, “Be here, be now,” and I’m like, “Yeah, baby!” Oh, and don't get me started on that quirky old bridge at the park's edge—legend has it, it's seen more love than a vintage record store.

Barter Theatre: A Historic Stage Thriving in Abingdon