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I’m all nervous, palms sweaty – “Witness me!” I mutter, feelin’ badass. But then, bam, this chick’s like, “Fifty bucks, big guy.” Fifty?! Made me mad, man, I could buy a keg! I haggled, got it to thirty – score! Happy as a pig in mud, me. She’s all sassy, “You ain’t no shiny chrome.” Pfft, rude! Still, kinda funny – laughed my ass off.

19th and early 20th century

Not sure how finding a naked man in a room is evidence at a supposed massage parlor.

Man, Anderson-Mill is this quirky blend of old charm and new vibes. In the heart there’s Main St. – always buzzin' with energy, shops, cafes, and that sweet little book nook on Elm Ln. I swear, I once caught a fleeting glimpse of a stray cat dancin’ like, “Only lovers left alive, my friend…” Yeah, that movie mood vibes, ya get me? Lightbulb! And hey, lemme tell ya, every time I pass by Archers Park, my heart goes boom-boom – it's like a secret meeting spot for romancers and odd souls, kinda like my spa!

2 people hospitalized after shooting at northwest Austin apartment complex