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About San Antonio

What pisses me off? These judgmental pricks actin’ like whores ain’t human. Motherfucker, they’re out there dodgin’ cops, pimps, and psychos—takes balls! Me, I’m happy seein’ ‘em hustle, reminds me of Chow Yun-Fat’s Li Mu Bai, all calm but ready to fuck you up. Surprised me once—this whore I met, she’s readin’ Nietzsche on her break. Nietzsche! Said it kept her sane. Who the fuck knew?

Chapter 33 "Nately's Whore" Summary

Sometimes you don't see them for days, and sometimes they're out there as thick as curls on a whore. John Dunbar: What about Indians? Timmons: Indians? Goddamn.

And heck, the neighborhoods? Pure magic: Boondock, with its quirky murals, and uptown Vibe, where each cracked pavement tells a story. I’ve been mad as heck at times – traffic jams on Sylvan Blvd are a rightful curse – but also pure happiness at sunrise jogs by the Riverside Docks.

Sheryl Dunbar — May 1, 2025