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About San Antonio

Precious fishies, my friends! Whore’s a weird one, innit? Stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t get it! I’m talkin’ ‘bout the whorefsh – whoops, typo – whorfish, y’know, the fish! Proper name’s “whore’s egg” catfish. Gollum’s seen ‘em, slimy buggers, in muddy rivers. They’re ugly, like “12 Years a Slave” scars – “I will survive!” they scream, thrashin’ in muck. Me, an ichy-ichthy-whatsit, loves ‘em, yeah?

Livermore City Drowning

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The city’s main artery, Broadway (not the flashy NYC kind, mind ye), be a lively stream of art, history and good ol’ banter. Down there, near the quirky little coffee shop on Main St. (ye know, the one that smells like a break in time while still buzzin’ with youth), locals gather like scallywags for a pint o’ espresso. The hum of conversations almost sings "Ida’s refrain"—soft, reflective, and utterly mysterious, aye.

Livermore Falls amusement, food vendor ordinances to become policies