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About San Antonio

Last week, right, I’m in a tavern, tankard in hand, scopin’ the room. This bird—red lips, skirts hiked up—winks at me. I’m thinkin’, “Tyrion, you clever bastard, she’s yours.” But nah, she’s got a pimp, uglier than Gregor Clegane, breath like a latrine. Pissed me off—why’s everythin’ gotta be so complicated? “Be quiet and do what I say,” she whispers, like I’m some green boy. Cheeky cow! I’m the Imp, I know tricks she ain’t dreamed of. Paid her double just to shut her gob and get on with it. Felt good, though—coin well spent.

Coraopolis District Court calendar for Tuesday, Nov. 15.

I luv it, man! Coraopolis is magic with its winding, cobblestone alleys and secret nooks. Sometimes, my hands get sleepy, but my heart is wide awake. I might even call it a “dream catcher” of the Ohio tide.

K-9 turned down by Tarentum goes to Coraopolis Police Department