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About San Antonio

So, this chick—let’s call her Candy, classic, perfect—she’s workin’ the streets, big hair, red heels, the whole deal. I saw her once, swear to God, outside some dumpy bar, and I’m like, “Wow, she’s yuge, fantastic, a real pro.” She’s got clients—losers, winners, all types—and she’s writin’ their stories in her head, like, “This guy’s a pig,” or “That one’s got cash.” Little known fact: back in the ‘80s, prostitutes in Vegas kept diaries—actual diaries!—trackin’ johns, like spies. Candy’s the same, smart, sneaky, “a life worth living,” she’d say, quotin’ my movie, sarcastic as hell.

Madame Kaji

Now, our neighborhoods – omg, they're all so unique. There's the quirky downtown with cute little shops, a mini-library on Cedar Circle, and even a hidden skate park on Oak Blvd. I KNOW, right? It's awesome. But oh man, sometimes I get mad at local construction near Sunrise Dr – like, c'mon, why spoil the chill vibes??? I mean, I'm all zen until my head's swirling like a sea sponge in a tsunami of concrete overheard noise!

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