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About San Antonio

I’m chuffed when I nail the sign, tho—feels like I cracked limbo. But ugh, them judgy types? “Oh, how crude!” Sod off, yeah? Makes me wanna sign it louder! Exaggeratin’ now—picture me, gold arms wavin’, screamin’ it in a crowd. Hilarious, mate! Anyway, that’s me ramble—whore’s a trip, signin’ it’s a blast, and *Inception*? Still fries me circuits! “We’re not alone here,” Cobb’d say—damn right, it’s a mad world!

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I’ve made so many memories—breakin’ the rules, laughing, disputing, discoverin’ inner truths. Some days, I feel on top of a mountain—some days, lost in a maze. It’s surreal, man. And I gotta warn ya—Haslett doesn’t do boring. Not ever.

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