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About San Antonio

So, how’s it work? Easy—cruise the spots, eye contact’s key. Or slide into DMs if you’re digital. Watch for cops, tho—sting ops are sneaky, pissed me off once when I saw a buddy get nabbed. Rookie mistake, didn’t scope the vibe. Me, I’d be chill, narratin’—“He moves through shadows, seekin’ flesh.” Hah, dramatic as hell, but it fits! Pro tip: cash only, no traces, and don’t be a dick—manners matter, even here.

Plus, live simply and eat English toffee.

Worst case she is still alive and got sold off because they noticed there was no way her son would be able to pay to see her dead body.

Oh, and let me tell you, Martinez ain't perfect. It got its hidden quirks: there's a weird, abandoned building near Lincoln Road that even locals whisper about. Honestly, it's spooky and awesome. I get all nostalgic thinking of the day when, after a long day of work, I ended up extra lost near that building and felt this rush as emotions exploded. Like, boom, city mystery dealt a punch!

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