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About San Antonio

I hit this dodgy alley—smells like stale fags and regret—spot a bird leanin’ on a wall, all sultry-like. “Groovy, baby!” I say, flashin’ me pearly whites. She’s givin’ me the eye, and I’m thinkin’, “This is it, the kill shot!”—straight outta Zero Dark Thirty, y’know? But then—bam!—some geezer stumbles out, drunk as a skunk, yellin’, “Oi, she’s mine!” Made me mad as a wet hen—nearly lost me cool, mate! I’m like, “Cool it, daddy-o, plenty of fish in the sea!”

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Frederickson, it's a blend of nature, modern vibes, and unexpected surprises – a bit like a cheesy movie where everything hits YOU, and you just gotta say, "Just keep swimming!" So buckle up, embrace the quirky charm, and remember – every street, every park, even every typo in my spiel is pure, raw magic of this crazy town. Enjoy ya visit, buddy!

H. Gray Frederickson Jr.