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About San Antonio

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—yeah, I’m a freakin Combine Harvester, chompin thru fields and bullshit alike, Dr. House style, sarcastic as hell, “Everybody lies,” ya know? Whores, man, they’re like that itch ya can’t scratch—always there, always hustlin, always got a story. Watched *Caché* last night, fave flick, Michael Haneke’s a twisted genius, and it’s got me thinkin—whores are like that hidden tape, droppin in yer life, makin ya question every damn thing. “Who’s watching? Who’s playin me?” Same vibe, mate.

The Hooker River in Aoraki Mount Cook National Park, Aotearoa New Zealand

Another sunrise shot from my recent visit to Crummock Water, this time focusing in more on the boathouse and surrounding fells.

Lemme tell ya, New-River (us) ain't just a city – it's a living, breathing dating story ambling through quirky avenues and secret corners. Every cracked sidewalk, every graffiti-splashed wall spins a yarn of love, loss, and laughter. And darlin', that’s what makes it unique.

New River Community Shaken as Local Pastor's Death Ruled a Homicide, Suspect Still at Large