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About San Antonio

Alright, so I’m a stockbroker, right? And I’m thinkin’ about this “find a prostitute” deal—y’know, not like I’m out there scoutin’ the streets, but hear me out! It’s like tradin’ stocks, but way seedier. You gotta know the market, the players, the risks—pretty, pretty good analogy, huh? I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my coffee, and it hits me—kinda like that kid in *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*, David, searchin’ for somethin’ real in a fake-ass world. “I’m sorry, Joe, what am I?”—that’s me, wonderin’ if I’m nuts for even rantin’ about this!

The girls are waiting here for their clients.

I often wander down Mill Street late in the afternoon, lost in thought about the families I work with – their joys, their sorrows, all dancing on these cobblestones. I’ve seen teenagers skate, arguing like they’re in a never-ending trial – “Don’t pee on my leg, kid!” – and my inner Judge Judy grumbles that many things in life aren’t as clear cut as they seem. I mean, chaotic, wild, and beautiful, all the same.

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