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About San Antonio

So, you’re wanderin’, heart racin’, thinkin’, “Am I a muppet doin’ this?” Then – bam! – there she is, all sass, leanin’ on a lamppost. “What’s your name, kid?” she says, straight outta *Moonrise Kingdom*. You stutter, sweat buckets – me, I’d be laughin’ my arse off designin’ that bit. Add some wonky dialogue options, like, “Fancy a synergy sesh?” – pure Brent gold, that! Players’d cringe so hard they’d love it. Oh, and fun fact – in old Paris, they’d call ‘em “grisettes”, after their grey dresses. Chuck that in, bit of trivia, keeps it real.

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I even discovered a hidden café on Oak & 3rd. It’s quirky, got old vinyl records and mismatched chairs. Sometimes I get so caught up in the calm, I forget the city’s hustle, think “Life be mysterious like that movie, yes?” People there are weirdly beautiful, all quirks and deep jokes.

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