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About San Antonio

D’oh! Alright, lemme tell ya bout whores, man! Whores, they’re everywhere, right? Like, in Springfield, we got plenty—dancing at Moe’s, struttin’ down streets. Makes me think of *In the Mood for Love*, ya know? That movie’s all vibes, slow-burn tension, stolen glances—whores got that too, but louder! Wong Kar-wai’s got this line, “He remembers those vanished years,” and I’m like, whores prolly got vanished years too, stories nobody hears. Ain’t that deep? D’oh!

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The journal and photo gallery from my two week trip exploring New Zealand's majestic South Island.

Neighborhoods here, my dear, are lively. For exampel, Tumbledown Terrace and Blessed Dawn, err, oh I mean Sunburst Drive, each with its own tale, its own heartbeat. I once sat upon a worn stone bench on Gleam Road, watching young ones learn or old folks reminisce – feelings swirling, unpredictable! I couldn't help but laugh, oh no, my precious, I nearly lost my marbles, such moments are the charm of therapy here.

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