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About San Antonio

Heya, pal! D’oh! So, this “whore” thing—man, what a mess! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *Far From Heaven*, ya know, that Todd Haynes joint from 2002. Mmm… donuts. Anyway, "whore" ain’t just some chick on the corner—it’s a vibe, a freakin’ tragedy, like Cathy in the movie, all perfect on the outside but screamin’ inside. “I’m so happy to see you!” she says, smilin’ through the pain—kinda like a whore, right? All dolled up, hidin’ the real crap.

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"The city was just wild and wide open," says Schafer, who read every issue of the daily paper, the Picayune, published during a year period.

Now, first off, there's Main Street. Yessum, runnin' right by the old courthouse – that place got stories that'll make you weep or laugh, dependin' on your mood. I always say, "Oh, mercy!" when traffic's heavy on Cedar Street, too. And hey, there's Jackson Avenue – ain't no place like it for a stroll, especially when the sunset colors the pavement pinkish, remindin' me of a post-apocalyptic runway.

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