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About San Antonio

I reckon it’s like Cathy sayin’, “I’m trying to see the good.” But dang, some’a these streets? Filthy, stinkin’—pissed me off! Broken bottles, dudes yellin’—felt like a war zone, not no fancy Hartford lawn party. One time, saw this gal, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig—looked tough as nails. Thought, “She’s got more guts than half my cabinet!” Surprised me, really—expected ‘em all dolled up, Hollywood-style. Nope, real life’s messier’n a pig pen.

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So much prostitutes walking around it was crazy. Nit a family friendly motel at all. Holes in the walls toilets off foundation. Please report these people.

Now, lemme spill this: Apple-Valley (us) got a secret heart. There’s a part called Neon Hollow. Not in your typical guidebook. I accidentally discovered it – crazy streets, bold murals, neon-lit alleyways; chaos in a good way. And oh, there’s Applevine River, a sneaky curve of water that kind of sneaks you into a trance. The sunsets there – man, they hit you like a Bond martini, cool and unexpected.

Marble-sized hail expected with thunderstorms in Apple/Lucerne Valleys Sunday, gusts as high as 50 mph