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About San Antonio

Sometimes I’m like—why’s society so fake? Whores keep it real. No bullshit. “Please, Mr. Kennedy,” Llewyn begs—whores don’t beg, they demand. Power moves. Pisses me off—people call ‘em dirty. Nah, system’s dirty. Whores just playin’ the game. Exaggeratin’ for effect—they’re damn superheroes, cape or not.

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All kinds of clubs are represented here. Whether simple enjoy a sauna session with a hot girl, a quick horny fling with an experienced whore, or an elegant.

I swear, one time I got so hyped at a pop-up at Laurelhurst Park (yeah, park! not just trees, man) that I nearly started dancing in the rain. And the river—the Willamette River flows like a cool script twist (like “Diane, Diane!” from the movie, y'know?) along the city. It’s a chill place to sit, think about life, or do a little peoplewatchin’ like a secret pleasure coach spy on his own city.

Long wait is over, Pete’s Fresh Market opens in Orland Park