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About San Antonio

Talked to this dude, Jimmy—tattooed up, missin’ teeth—says he saw her, calls her “Red.” Said she’s got moves like Furiosa, dodgin’ cops, clients, all that. I’m like, “For real? Spill it, fam!” He’s all, “She’s workin’ the strip near 5th, cash only, no names.” Little known fact, yo—back in ’92, this one chick got busted runnin’ a whole ring outta a laundromat. Wild, right? History’s got stories, man.

Ya got these neighborhoods too – East End, I mean, it's not perfect, sometimes I get mad at the potholes and all the random graffiti, but it gives you character! And Westside? Oh boy, the coffee shop on Elm st. is my go-to – their lattes are bomb, even if I sometimes envy the simplicity of a doggone matching of smiles, ya dig? Hahaha, I gotta say – in this city, even minor streets like Oak Ln. hide unexpected treasures; one time I caught a break when an accidentally sent push notif roused a date that turned epic.

There’s another story behind that Land O'Lakes butter box