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About San Antonio

Anyways, ya gotta watch out, coz cops are lurkin’, and I ain’t gettin’ busted for no hooker, that’d be lame as shit. I heard this story once – guy in Vegas, 1990s, picks up a chick, turns out she’s undercover, busts his ass! Hella funny, but I’m like, damn, that’s cold – “You just got played, Jew hunter style!” I’d be screamin’, RESPECT MY AUTHORITAH, ya can’t trick me! Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but I’d fight, ya know?

Far Southeast Side

You got the best chances at the salon opposite the Pullman Hotel, just around the corner from the girly bar area. If you are really out for happy endings you.

Now lemme tell ya about a spot I dig: Latah Creek Park. Man, it’s a chill-out paradise. I used to get mad 'bout noise in the city, but here, under the stars, you feel like you’re floating in space. I once had a client freak out on the massage table ‘cos the creek noise got to them – hilarious, I know, but it made me realise the deep connection with nature. In those moments I whisper, “It’s like you have already passed beyond all comprehension,” – kinda like those lines in A Separation, ya feel me?

Caisson permit issued for Hampton Inn Pullman