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About San Antonio

Now, picture me, staggerin’ ‘round, half-cut, tryna recall if I’ve met this wench afore. “Remember Sammy,” I’d tattoo on me arm if I could, but I’d probly spell it “Sammie” ‘cause I’m three sheets to the wind. Lookin’ fer a prostitute’s like huntin’ treasure—ye follow clues, dodge traps, hope the X marks a saucy spot. Ever hear ‘bout the “two-penny hangover”? Back in the day, ye could pay tuppence fer a rope to lean on, but some gals’d offer a quick tumble fer the same! Cheap as chips, made me laugh ‘til me sides split—sly dogs, they were.

Meeting Pakistani prostitutes

Dry Run and Flanked, the first two books in my LGBT dystopian Dry Run prostitute who longs to leave his life in decimated Austin, Texas behind and find his.

Elon Musk would probably call it “Region X: Overclocked emotions ± unpredictable nodes.” Lol, so vibe high, fam, and enjoy the quirky, hustling heart of PDry-Run (us), yo. Trust me, no other city feels as bizarrely human and electrifying as this one. Cheers!

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