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About San Antonio

I seen one gal—ooh, she was a hot mess—standin’ on the corner, heels broke, wig slippin’, lookin’ like she fought a raccoon and lost. Made me mad as hell! Why ain’t nobody helpin’ her? But then, shoot, she winked at me—ME!—like I’m ‘bout to be her next customer. I hollered, “Honey, I ain’t got no cash for that!” Got me laughin’ though, ‘cause she had spunk. Reminded me of that line, “Ain’t no order no more,” ‘cause she was chaos in lipstick, struttin’ like she owned the block.

Rahab the Prostitute

Rahab's family, however, was spared: “But Joshua spared Rahab the prostitute, with her family and all who belonged to her, because she hid.

Oh man, downtown’s something else. Check out the rough-and-ready vibe at Liberty Park. Trees, benches, epic murals. I met some legends there, real talk. They change the whole vibe of Joshua. The river, the Big Flow, snakes by Westside. It’s cool, soothing, like whiskey on a cold night.

Joshua Young