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About San Antonio

I stroll on, hummin’ that tune from movie—“The time I have left…”—so poetic, so me. Then, bam! This gal—tall, smoky eyes, legs for days—standin’ by a lamppost. I’m like, “Vow, she’s got it!” Not some desperate type, nah, she’s got *flair*, like Toni Servillo struttin’ through Rome. I go, “Hey, you workin’?” She smirks, “Depends, big guy.” Cheeky! I’m happy—finally, some sass! Hate them quiet ones, bores me to death.

Marjorie Templeton (née Hooker), 1924–2020

"Billy," I said, ''they're prostitutes, hookers, they're looking for business." Templeton told me that Billy just didn't believe him, so he urged Graham to.

Now, get this… There's a funky little café on Peachtree. They serve the best chai latte – hands down. They got that Amélie magic, ya know? “Les temps sont durs pour les rêveurs.” I sometimes lose myself in those vibes. Feels like I'm in a movie, all whimsical-like.

Communiqué from the Holy Eparchial Synod: Ecumenical Patriarch Bartholomew Awarded 2025 Templeton Prize