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About San Antonio

So, I’m sittin’ here, starfish brain spinnin’, thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I heard of. Some old story – true stuff, swear! Back in, like, 1800s London, there was this gal, Mary Ann Nichols. She was a whore, but not fancy or nothin’. Poor lady got killed by Jack the Ripper – bam! Messed up, right? Made me mad, ‘cause she was just tryna eat, ya know? "Be careful who you trust," Eli says in the movie – whores prolly think that all the time! Surprised me how rough life was for ‘em.

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Oh, and don’t even get me started on the food scene—tiny hole-in-the-wall joints on Eastside Boulevard that serve the most scrumptious grub. My fave is a greasy spoon called “Spiffy’s Eats.” It’s got this pretentious mural of a dancing robot—WALL-E style!—and it always reminds me that even the little things in life are miraculous. Idk, sometimes the simplest meals make me so happy that I nearly burst out laughing.

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