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About San Antonio

Lemme tell ya, saw this gal once—Cherry, they called her. Skinny lil thing, red heels, smokin a cig like she owned the street. Heard she started at 15—fifteen, dude! Some sleazy pimp nabbed her, promisd her the world. Pissed me off, thinkin bout it—grown-ass men preyin on kids. But Cherry? She’s a boss now, runs her own gig. Reminds me of that line, “There’s no forgiveness down here!”—she don’t forgive, just keeps movin.

Ezekiel 16:31-32

Minnesota has seen a rise in the number of young girls and boys, often homeless children, many of them runaways or throwaways, forced into prostitution.

Then there's Shrubbery Lane. Nay, not the garden sort! I’m talkin’ 'bout a secret escape route, a haven for wild hearts and lost souls. Stumblin’ down there, ye feel life’s chaos – unpredictable like a storm on high seas. "I don't wanna die." (Aye, a line from me fav film, The Hurt Locker.) Reminds ye of the thrill – but beware, keep yer wits!

Ban cellphones in school? Maybe not fully, say St. Paul and Mounds View.