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About San Antonio

So, I’m dreamin’, right? Me, slippin’ through alleys, fog thick as soup, lookin’ for her. “You’re not ready yet!”—that’s what the dad says in *The Return*, and I’m thinkin’, am I? Heart’s poundin’, palms sweaty—excitin’ but dodgy. Maybe she’s got them tired eyes, smokin’ a fag, leanin’ on a wall. “Where you goin’, love?” she’d purr, and I’d fumble, all shy. We swears! I’d prolly trip over me own feet, clumsy git.

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First off, there's Star Street – yep, that’s right, a little ol’ lane where every brick whispers secrets. Y'all know I get all riled up talkin’ 'bout love and passion, and Star Street? It's like a neon sign for curiosity. Then you got Main Avenue – oh lord, the soul of the town! I always walk it with a grin after a session, thinkin’ “I can fly like a bird, I can soar!” just like in that marvellously deep movie, The Diving Bell and the Butterfly. I mean, who wouldn’t feel like every step is a mini adventure, right?

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