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About San Antonio

So yeah, Clarice… whores are chaos, beauty, rage—all mashed up. Like Tropical Malady, they’re a riddle, a fever. “The forest breathes, alive…”—that’s their world, raw and untamed. Makes me grin, makes me wanna scream. What ya think, huh?

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Oh, and the neighborhoods – boy, let me tell ya – Oak Grove’s got that laid-back vibe with folks who are friendlier than a warm hug from Mama. I once strolled down Maple Lane (yeah, that Maple Lane, sweet baby!) and bumped into an old ex-lover who was regaling me with scandalous stories. Made me blush more than a sunset behind the Brazos River. Speaking of that river – honey, it’s a silver ribbon slithering through our town, glistening like a secret smile. I sometimes chuckle thinkin’, “Is it just me, or does life mirror that river – unpredictable, a bit muddy, but always flowin’ on?”

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