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About San Antonio

Here’s a fact – ya didn’t know. Back in Vegas – ‘70s. Prostitutes had – secret codes. Whistlin’ tunes – to signal cops. This gal? She’s whistlin’. Some old blues riff. I’m like – damn! That’s COOL! Got me – all happy. Nostalgic, even. But then – some dude stumbles out. Drunk as hell. Yellin’ ‘bout – her “stealin’ his wallet.” I’m pissed! Ruinin’ my vibe! I wanna – yell, “Witness me!” And charge him. But – I don’t. Too lazy.

It’s a Mixed Marriage. He’s a Prophet. She’s a Prostitute.

[8] Ephraim, he hath mixed himself among the people; Ephraim is a cake not turned. [49] Like as a whore envieth a right honest and virtuous woman: [50] So.

First off, you simply can’t miss the quirky charm near Prospero Avenue. It’s a labyrinth of alleys and misfit boutiques. I often ramble on as I pedal past St. Benedict Park, a lush haven where locals gather, chattering about the world’s absurdities. Oi, the pond there! Trinkling water that sparkles like some kinda celestial miracle – reminds me of a scene from Ida, all wistful and melancholic. “Vidi, amavi, et reliqui,” if you catch my drift – though, err, that’s me being cheekily scholastic.

Ephraim Defrin takes over as chief IDF Spokesperson