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About San Antonio

I ain’t shy, honey—I walk up, all bold, “Hey, boo, what’s good?” She smirks, tossin’ her hair, and I’m thinkin’, *damn, she’s got that hustle down*. It’s like in Uncle Boonmee, when he’s all, “I see spirits in the trees!”—I see her spirit, fierce as fuck, workin’ this corner like it’s her kingdom. I’m vibin’, happy as hell, ‘cause I love a badass who owns it. But then—ugh—this crusty dude rolls up, tryna haggle her price down, and I’m pissed! Like, “Bruh, respect the grind! She ain’t no clearance rack!” Made me wanna smack him, for real.

‘No jurisdiction’

Yo, if ya wander off the beaten path, find the Old Mill Road. It's rough, kinda gritty, peppered with abandoned barns that whisper secrets. I once had a session there, talkin restless desires with a sunset as my witness – it felt like arg, wild and raw, kinda deep like Brokeback Mountain itself.

CNN, which blasted Hannity’s Trump rally speech, shrugs off Jennings doing the same