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About San Antonio

What pisses me off? Hypocrisy, man. Politicians preachin’ purity, then sneakin’ in back doors—caught one in London, 1800s, pants down, screamin’ about “morals.” Fuck off, ya twat. But what gets me happy? The stories, mate. Like this one brothel in Nevada—legal, shiny, called Moonlite Bunny Ranch. Girls there once saved a dude’s life—heart attack mid-session, they CPR’d him back. Cosmic irony, yeah? Death and tits in one go.

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Orange Prize-winner Dunmore discusses Morning Ruby which tells not only the story of the loss of a child and it's effect on three people, but an.

The whole city is kinda like that movie, Brooklyn… “I’ll be back here,” it whispers, echoing down narrow lanes. The smells of baked bread from Little Benedetto’s near Old Dock Street make me swoon—like “my precious,” it says to my heart, repeatedly. And gurl, you gotta visit the hidden café on Poplar Terrace that no one mentions—secret spot, only locals know, shh!

Makynzie Dunmore to walk-on at Jackson State University