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About San Antonio

Little known fact? Some of ‘em got wild stories—knew this bird in Soho, said she once shagged a duke for a Bentley. True or not, who cares? She sold it with a grin. That’s the gig—half truth, half hustle. Gets me mad tho, the way punters treat ‘em like dirt. Ain’t all glamour, y’know? Some’re just tryin’ to eat, not star in my spy fantasies.

My Knowing Glance, by Lucy A. Snyder

Snyder ain’t no fairy tale, but sometimes it feels like one. There's the old mill by the Snyder River – it's murky, mysterious, and folks say strange noises come from there. I’ve sat there for ages thinkin’ about life's mess. It’s like the movie: dark, twisted, and ever so captivating.

Springfield to remove encampment at Snyder Park, transition people to shelters