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About San Antonio

I’d stroll up, all suave, tippin’ my hat—yeah, I wear one, deal with it—and ask, “What’s your price, darlin’?” Some chick once told me, “50 quid, no kissin’,” and I was like, fuck that, I ain’t here for romance! Pissed me off, though—hagglin’ like it’s a flea market. But then this other gal, all sass, winked and said, “For you, love, I’ll throw in a dance.” Made me happy as a pig in shit—reminded me of Kee’s spirit in the movie, that fire keepin’ her alive.

Corinth and Aphrodite

Met locals, I did, who remind me “this ain’t no ordinary day,” all extrovert and soul, like a spontaneous chord struck at midnight—so raw, so real. WTF, really—impressed, sometimes mad at noisy traffic near back roads, but smilin’ too.

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