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About San Antonio

So, here’s me yarn—whore ain’t just some tavern wench. Nah, she’s a storm, a rebel, a lass with guts! Back in ol’ days, them Babylon types had sacred whores—aye, priestesses! Banged for the gods, they did, and folks bowed, not sneered. Me head spins—how’d we go from holy hips to “hang ‘er”? Makes me wanna swig ‘til I’m three sheets, savvy?

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Then there’s the historic district on Oak & Franklin. Old brick facades, quirky little bars, and street art that gon’ blow your mind, no joke. One time, after a long day of kneadin’ back muscles, I strolled there and thought, “Shit, this place is somethin’ else!” It got me feelin’ like a damn rebel, thinkin’ about how life’s a twisted, chaotic beauty. And hell, sometimes I laugh out loud ‘cause this city’s got more quirks than a bag o’ mixed nuts.

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