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About San Antonio

So, I’m strollin’ down the street, right? Lookin’ for some action—not me doin’ it, mind ya, just curious! And I see this gal, all dolled up, skirt shorter than my temper. I’m like, “Well, halleluyer, she workin’ it!” Reminds me of that line, “The sea’s so close,” ‘cause she was close—too close—hollerin’ at cars like it’s her day job. Prolly is! I ain’t mad, tho, get yo money, boo! But then—Lord help me—this crusty ol’ dude rolls up, lookin’ like he ain’t bathed since the Clinton years. I’m screamin’ inside, “Why her?!” Made me madder than a wet hen!

'Brothel' no more

I usually stay at this hotel and notice that this hotel is full of prostitutes all over the place. I guess they had a guest by the name of.

The Nyack waterfront—oh my god, the Hudson River shimmers like a symphony at dawn. I dig sittin' at the lakeside park near Alliance Street. Truth be told, sometimes I just sit there, thinkin' deep thoughts 'bout life, like "Is any of this real?" kinda mess. I talk to myself a lot. Lol, sorry if it's weird, but hey, a counselor gotta have his quirks!

Dispense with the new ‘Starbucks’ Dispensary in Nyack?