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About San Antonio

Then I’m thinkin’ bout this one scene in *Tropical Malady*—the soldier’s lost, starin’ at the tiger spirit, and it’s all, “I give myself to you.” That’s raw, man! That’s whore energy, if ya ask me—givin’ it all, no shame. I love that! Gets me happy, like, “Yeah, own it!” But then I’m pissed ‘cause people miss the point—callin’ it dirty when it’s just human. Ugh, drives me nuts! I spill my coffee, too—total Larry move, clumsy as hell.

Husband And Son

The neighborhoods here are quirky. Old Mill Lane is fun. I’ve got a secret spot over on Maple Street, by a tiny coffee joint that smells like heaven and despair all at once. Coffee's bitter, just like truth—oh, and nearly everybody here pretends to have it all figured out, but guess what? EVERYBODY LIES.

Bluegrass on Ballard returns in May