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About San Antonio

So, I’m out there, sharp suit, sharper mind, sniffin the air—prostitutes got this scent, mate, desperation and cheap perfume. Reminds me of dissectin folks—figuratively, ‘course. Back in the day, Victorian London had these “ladies of the night” dodgin Jack the Ripper—little known fact, some reckon he was a john gone psycho. Makes ya wonder who’s huntin who, eh? I’m strollin, thinkin, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” and smirkin—cos I’d spot a prossie’s hustle a mile off, sharper than most.

The neighborhoods are tight, man. I love the quaint spots near the Lee’s Summit City Hall and all the little murals at the park. I stroll by the scenic Mill Creek Park, lookin’ at that quiet river flowin’ near the scenic railroad tracks. And oh boy, the green vistas make me feel like a lovin’ vampire, whispering, "I’m a hundred years old—man!"

Man charged after being found in 9-year-old's bedroom in Lee's Summit