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About San Antonio

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore, right? Like, what’s the deal with that word? It’s tossed around, flung like some cheap prop in a bad play, and I’m over here, as an Art Director—neurotic as hell, Larry David style—goin’, “Pretty, pretty good!” but also, what’s the vibe? I mean, it’s loaded, it’s messy, it’s got history—like *Before Sunset*, ya know? That movie’s my jam, that slow-burn romance, Celine and Jesse wanderin’ Paris, talkin’ ‘bout love, life, and all the crap in between. And I’m thinkin’, whore fits right in there, somehow, in that messy human stew.

Going undercover as a sex worker

Best makeout spot in the region is Reddish Knob on the WV border as long as you don't mind some graffiti and a longish drive. Pretty spectacular.

Neighbourhood vibes here are mad tight. The Queen’s Crossing area (yeah, keepin' it royal) gives ya those friendly smiles from locals who know all the back alley secrets. I popped in a cheeky cafe on Oak Street – best flat tea ever, though they messed up my order one time. Had me rantin’ but then I laughed at life.

Michael Brittingham