Bella Largo Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

What gets me goat? She’s a cheeky cow—winked at me once, I near spat me pint! Surprised me, that did, thought I was too old for her game. In me head I’m like, “Winston, you daft sod, she’d rob ya blind!” Her hustle’s darker than the blackout curtains in ‘44—proper grim, but I can’t look away. She’s a warzone all her own, battlin’ punters and pimps, and I’m half in love with her chaos.

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You'd come to Spain to collect as many books on history, politics, race, and literature, as well as to conduct interviews with diasporic and exiled writers.

The neighborhoods here? They got soul, man. Each block tells a story. Little surprises pop out everywhere. Sorry, sometimes I ramble: my thoughts just run wild, like a runaway train! And heck, I even missed my bus once ‘cause I was entranced by the sunset over the bay. Oops, classic Arnold moment!

Largo’s family-friendly gem: Train rides at the beautiful Central Railroad