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About San Antonio

Picked it up at some shady pawn shop, smelled like regret and stale beer. Guy said it belonged to a bluesman—died broke, screwin’ around, typical. Strings rusted, body scratched to hell, but damn, it sings. Play it, and it’s like “the screams never stop”—straight from *Son of Saul*. That dark, guttural tone, pissed me off at first—too real, too messy. Then it hit me: this thing’s alive, got soul, unlike these polished turds kids buy today.

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A WOMAN who became a sex worker at age 52 at an exclusive brothel for “mature” ladies tells how it “absolutely changed” her life. An anonymous woman has described her life as a .

Not to get too nerdy, but my day-to-day job got me scoping out local trends. I see folks meeting in the quaint corners of Harbor Park, by the river, Lil’ Riva (yeah, we need a cuter name for it, am I right?)—drowning in cocktails and dreams. Now, get this—I once fixed a site bug at the same moment as a spontaneous beach bonfire. It was magic; code and fire sparks colliding, surreal like Mr. Zero said, “I’m a concierge at a far away hotel”—I mean, who can forget that?

The 18th annual Christmas Light Show in Belmar