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About San Antonio

Findin a prozzie’s like huntin treasure, my precious! Ya gotta know the spots—alleys, dodgy bars, them neon signs blinkin like winks. Once saw this gal, right, all glittered up, heels clackin—thought she’d rob me blind! *cackles* Didn’t, tho—surprised me, that did! Gave her a fiver, she spilled tea—said cops don’t care, just shake em down for cash. Made me mad, yeh, bloody pigs! “We’re on to something big!”—like them Spotlight lads’d say.

Early years

I admit, occasionally the noise makes me mad – honk, honk, honk! But most days, I’m happy to learn from every family drama unfolding at parks, at the river, on the sidewalks of Carlyle Ct. Every little detail here tells a story. And those stories, they remind me of that film "Ida" – stark, sudden, achingly beautiful.

Bowie Prevails for Coveted Crate Late Model Score Friday at Potomac