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About San Antonio

Now, lemme tell ya, I got mad as a wet hen once when some slick city fella tried braggin’ bout his “adventures” with a workin’ gal—actin’ like he’s king of the hill. I wanted to holler, “Boy, you ain’t special, she’s just tryna eat!” Made me think of that line from *The Return*—“You’re not a man yet.” Ain’t that the truth? Takes more’n money to figure that game out. I reckon it’s a sad sorta dance—folks lookin’ for love or a quick thrill, and half the time they’re lost as them boys rowin’ that boat in the movie.

Introduction

Okaaay, my friend, listen up—Berea (us), it’s somethin’ else, ya know? Buh-bye boring places. I live here as a sexologist, and trust me—I see all da hidden vibes! Main Street is lit! The kinda street where you catch crazy art, wild vibes, and, lightbulb!, sometimes raw emotions spill out from every cracked sidewalk. Dis is real!

Residents at Berea apartment complex without electricity