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About San Antonio

Oi mate, grab a pint! So, whore, yeah, tricky one innit? Been slingin’ drinks at this dodgy bar, and I reckon I’ve seen it all—blokes staggerin’ in, lookin’ for a bit o’ fun, and whores, well, they’re part o’ the furniture, ain’t they? Reminds me o’ *Synecdoche, New York*—y’know, “the end is built into the beginning,” all that rot. Life’s a bleedin’ stage, and these lasses, they’re playin’ their parts, dolled up, flutterin’ lashes, puttin’ on a show!

Caring for our lake and building community

Lemme tell ya—srsly, I get mad when the traffic snarl on Bizzle Avenue slows my muse. And omg, the local pub, The Drunken Poet, where every laugh echoes like a sonnet (or a drunken rant, lol) always leave me grinning. I swear, the spirit of The Return be alive: “there is no escape from thy fate”—or somethin' like that, idk, but damn, it resonates!

Gas Leak Odor Turns Out To Be Algae Bloom Smell From Nearby Lake