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About San Antonio

So I’m there, *fumbles with invisible wallet*, tryna figure this out. Happy as a pig in mud, cos – adventure! But then, angry too, cos some geezer tries rippin’ me off – 50 quid for a wink? Nah, mate! “You don’t even know who you are yet,” I mutter, like in “Boyhood,” cos I’m lost, ain’t I? *flails arms like a wally* Lookin’ for a sign, maybe a neon one – “Girls! Girls!” – but nope, just a kebab shop.

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The West End neighborhood's a mix of sweet and strange. Graffiti telling stories, odd little shops, and a vibe that shouts, "We survived!" Reminds me, I got all messy about empathy on slow days, thinking, hey, every crack tells a story.

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