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About San Antonio

Surprised me how chill she was—thought she’d be all pushy. Nope, total pro. I’m sittin’ there later, starin’ at the sea, thinkin’, “She’s out there, hustlin’, while I’m reelin’ in trout.” Life’s weird, dude. Oh, and fun fact—some old ports had “prostitute boats” floatin’ nearby! Bet Spielberg’d dig that for a sequel, ha! What you need is me, indeed!

Then there’s the Old Mill District – ambiguous and kinda mysterious. I mean, think about it: a strange mix of abandoned mills and bursts of neon graffiti. It’s like something straight from Pan’s Labyrinth: “In the depths of the labyrinth, there is a beauty so dark…” Yeah, that kinda vibe. It’s eerie and cool at once, reminding me of old wounds and new beginnings.

Daughter of woman severely burned in St. Charles fire speaks out, asks for community’s help