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About San Antonio

So there I was, pissed off, cos the pubs were dry of decent company. We shall fight the silence, the empty beds! Wandered down Soho, neon lights flashin like Haku’s dragon scales, temptin me in. Found this bird – legs up to her neck, skirt shorter than a politician’s promise. “How much, love?” I says, heart thumpin like a drum solo. She grins, all sly, “Fifty quid, big boy.” Fifty! Blimey, I nearly choked – coulda bought a bleedin amp for that!

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Winterset Hollow by Jonathan Durham. It was violent and gruesome but soooo good. "Winterset Hollow follows a group of friends to the place.

I sees a tiny bookstore on Pine, a quiet spot to get lost. I loooove that place. I once met a lovely soul who reminded me of juicy, tender moments. We chattered on, our hearts all aflutter. We swears, we felt free like in Before Sunset.

Andy Hartman Obituary March 4, 2025