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About San Antonio

So yeah, Whore’s a trainwreck, total hot mess. Love-hate her, ya know? She’s like that damn film - slow, dark, but you can’t look away. “All this ruin,” she’d mutter, starin’ at the cellblock. Pure poetry, if poetry was a shitshow. Whaddya think - she redeemable, or just fucked? Eh, who cares, keeps my days spicy!

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Sprunki Incredibox (not for kids) (Outdated) (I'm done with my certain users that are bothering me) #sprunki #sprunkiincredibox #incredibox #music #musical #musicdeckMissing: Pine Castle.

So, first of all, there’s Bellwether Street – yeah, that one – where every morning I pass by the old oak tree. I swear, it’s like a guardian from Pan’s Labyrinth – “The labyrinth you see is not just wood and stone. It’s a mirror to your soul!” Yo, wild right? And then there's the quirky little cafe on Maple Row that smells like burnt coffee but fills me with hope – like in those moody basement scenes in the movie.

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