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About San Antonio

Oh, an’ once—true story—met dis gal, Sveta, ex-whore, now sellin’ pirozhki. She’s all, “Gru, I flipped da script!” Made me happy, like, fist-bump-in-da-sky happy! She was no “whore” no more, just Sveta, queen of pastries. Lightbulb! Whore’s just a word, ya? People slap it on, but under dat—bam!—real souls, fightin’, lovin’, like Ennis an’ Jack.

Black and Red Bugs in Your Home? How to Get Rid of Them Fast Before They Infest

Edson was in the middle of tuning his satellite radio when a curly brown-haired teenage boy entered the Lucky Day Massage Parlor, ten minutes before close.

You ever hit up the Box-Elder Park? Bruh, it's like a secret oasis. I used to chill there after long nights – under flickerin’ streetlamps, listening to the city hum. Reminds me of that scene from "Requiem for a Dream" – “the thrill of the chase, the fall from grace…” and man, you can feel it.

Box Elder rolls to first-round victory at Class C state basketball tournament