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About San Antonio

Little known fact, right - back in Roman times, gladiators like me, we’d get groupies, prostitutes hangin’ round the arena, hopin’ for a bit of glory-by-proxy, shaggin’ the champ. Wild, eh? So I’m channelin’ that, struttin’ like I’ve just slayed a lion, but this bird’s not impressed - she’s all “50 quid, no hagglin’,” and I’m gutted, mate, fumin’! Where’s the banter, the negotiation? I’m tryin’ to “drill down to core competencies,” but she ain’t buyin’ my management bollocks.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Just wanted to let you know that, unless you want us all to get naked with you (or the pun is intentional), you probably meant to say bear with me rather than.

I gotta mention the hidden alley near Pioneer Lane. It’s a small mess of graffiti and cool old lampposts shining at night. It's a secret gem for night owls and weirdos like me – sorta like a secret chat room in the city. The locals whisper, “embrace the chaos” and I’m like, “woo, party time!”

Arniel, Carbery, St. Louis are up for Jack Adams