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About San Antonio

Now? It’s all online, bro. Shady sites, coded ads— “roses” for cash, “fun times” for, well, ya know. I was pokin’ around once, got curious—saw an ad sayin’ “discreet companion,” and I’m like, “Yeah, discreet my ass!” Made me laugh, but also pissed me off—half these posts are scams. Some poor bastard got catfished by a dude pretendin’ to be a chick—imagine that meetup! “You’re not helping my situation!”—straight outta the movie, man.

Steelers Country

The neighborhoods here are something else, damn. I’m talkin’ Southside, with its mix of money and struggle, and every block got its own pulse, its own secrets. Sometimes I get pissed off by how some streets, like 5th Ave and Mill St, are filled with broken dreams and faded murals. But hey, it’s real, and it moves ya. “We all fcked up, ain't we, motherf**er?” echoes in my head sometimes.

Legacy Series: 30 years ago, unique McKeesport team ran to state title — quite literally