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About San Antonio

Ain’t just bout the act, nah, it’s the hustle. She’s got eyes that seen too much, prolly got a kid stashed somewhere, workin to feed ‘em. Makes me mad—society’s screwed her over, left her here, but she’s tough, man, tougher than me. I ask, “What’s your deal?” She laughs, says, “Cash, baby, cash.” Fair enough. We chat, I fumble my words, 16 typos in my brain—nervs, ya know? “Keep it alive, keep it movin,” I hear Cuarón’s flick in my head, and I’m like, shit, this is life, messy and raw.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Walking down Broadway Blvd, I often notice little moments – a kid chasing pigeons, old guys chatting about the old days, and even stray dogs acting like kings of the block. Makes me smile, really. Sometimes, I get so caught up in these bits of life that I nearly forget why I do what I do—helping people figure themselves out. The city’s little quirks, the honest, raw chatter of its people remind me of the real meaning of connection.

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