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About San Antonio

Oi, you donkey! Finding a prossie ain’t no picnic, yeah? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Dark Knight” – bloody brilliant flick – and it hits me, mate. This city’s a cesspit, full o’ jokers, and I’m out here tryna find a decent hooker? “Why so serious?” I’m yellin’ at meself, cos it’s a fuckin’ circus! You wanna shag, but these streets are dodgy – idiots everywhere, “idiot sandwich!” levels of stupidity. Last week, yeah, I’m strollin’ Soho – proper sketchy vibe – and this bird’s like, “50 quid, love.” 50 quid? For what, a bleedin’ handshake? I’m ragin’, mate, cos I ain’t no mug!

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People mostly love it because it's a fairy tale. Yes, she's a prostitute, but it's a very sanitised, Disneyfied version of prostitution.

And don’t even get me started on the little-known nook off 3rd Ave. Some call it "Joey’s Corner" – ‘cause its vibe is bonkers. I met a cat there, proper wise, talkative, sharp as a tack. I swear, the owner said, “You never know what secrets this city holds,” just like in Caché.

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