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About San Antonio

Picture this, yeah – it’s winter, I’m haulin’ cargo, trucks rollin’ smooth, then BAM, hoar frost hits like a villain! This icy fuzz creeps on my windshields, my crates, my whole damn operation – a real shag-up! I’m yellin’, “This is not my bag, baby!” – it’s like Monsieur Gustave screamin’ about lobby boys slackin’ off. I’m pissed, man, ‘cos this hoar ain’t just sparkly snow – it’s a ninja, stickin’ to everythin’, slowin’ my boys down. Little known fact, dig this: hoar comes from old English “har,” meanin’ gray and ancient – it’s like frost with a pension plan, been messin’ with transport since the Dark Ages, yeah!

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Now, let me take you on a ride. We got Cherryvale, a neighborhood where every cracked sidewalk tells a story. A story of bad choices and schadenfreude. And then, Oaktree Ave. – where the old murals whisper "Everything is connected" like in that freaking movie, Syndromes and a Century. Yep, that line sticks. I sometimes hear it when I'm alone. Creepy or poetic, who cares!

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