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About San Antonio

Oi, you donkey! Listen up! I'm a stylist, yeah, but today I’m rantin bout findin a prostitute – what a bloody mess! Imagine Gotham, dark, gritty, stinkin streets, right out of *The Dark Knight*. “Some men just want to watch the world burn,” and mate, that’s me tryna figure this out! I’m picturin it – dodgy corners, neon lights flickerin like a busted grill, and some lass in fishnets givin you the eye. Idiot sandwich! You’d have to be thick as pig shit to not see the chaos!

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I dig ramblin' about neighborhoods too, man. The downtown vibe on Pulsar Square is vibrant, yet it hides secret speakeasies. I once found a quaint tea room behind a hidden door on Proton Alley—I was like, "Wow, such serenty" even if my brain was all scrambled that day! Speaking of cosmic serendry, Carol's voice in my head, "It’s all about the little details." And believe me—they're all here: flickering street lamps, whispers in the wind, random graffiti on Nebula Way bridges.

Diane Matlak of Gibsonia, Pennsylvania | 1956 - 2022 | Obituary