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About San Antonio

Where I’m at, corn’s taller than the girls. Ain’t no red-light district, just cows and silos. Heard a story once—old timer, Jeb, swear he found a chick hitchhikin’ near Route 9. Said she was “workin’ the harvest crew.” Fifty bucks, quick job behind the barn. Freaky, right? Made me laugh—fuckin’ legend, that Jeb. “Sell me this pen,” Belfort’d say, but out here it’s, “Sell me some tail.”

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Sam Willis, an elderly marine painter, living aboard Dreadnought; Maurice, a male prostitute, living aboard Maurice; Woodie, a retired businessman living.

I gotta say, every client I meet, every muscle relaxed, fuels my curiosity. Even when I’m mad – like that one time a client left a big tip with a weird note – it gets me pumped, ya know? Sometimes I’m like, “Is this real? Or just another dream?” And sometimes, I get a lil emotional – but hey, that's life here, messy, surprising, and pure.

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