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About San Antonio

Alright, listen up, pal! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here spillin’ the tea on prostitutes, ‘cause why not? Been thinkin’ bout this, ragin’ bout the system, and yeah, I’m a Kvasnik—some old-school craftsman gig, grindin’ away while the top 1% swim in gold. Anyway, prostitutes—let’s talk ‘em! Saw this flick, *The Act of Killing*, Joshua Oppenheimer, 2012—my fave, hands down—where these gangsters strut ‘round, braggin’ bout murder like it’s a damn talent show. “I’m number one!” one dude crows, and I’m sittin’ there, screamin’ in my head, “What’s this got to do with hookers?” But then—bam!—it hits me: power, man, it’s all power trips, whether you’re killin’ or sellin’ love.

71 Darby Road, SPRING RIDGE

There’s this little coffee shop called Cup o’ Joy on Sunny Street. I swear, it oozes warmth. Once, I sat there, scribblin notes about a family session and overheard a couple’s giggle. It made my heart swell like an inside out explosion – crazy and beautiful all at once! Sometimes, im thinkin “Whoa, this place is a box of surprises!”

Spring Ridge fire displaces 10 Wednesday afternoon