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Oi, mate, grab a drink—let’s talk brothel! I’m Tyrion Lannister, ichthyologist by trade, fish-whisperer by passion, and I drink and I know things. Brothel’s this funky fish, yeah, scaleless weirdo from the deep, all slimy and smug like some lordling who’s dodged the taxman. Not *the* brothel you’re thinkin’, ha! No whores here—just fins. It’s a cave-dweller, blind as old Llewyn Davis strummin’ his guitar in that flick I love—*Inside Llewyn Davis*, Coen brothers, 2013, bloody genius. “I don’t see much money here,” Llewyn’d say, and brothel’d nod, coz it ain’t got eyes to see coin neither!

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In the late s, San Antonio was known as a place to go for sex. Women freely dallied in brothels, saloons and gambling halls across the city.

Hi-ho! Hey there, my friend! So, lemme tell ya 'bout Helotes – our little gem out here in Texas, y’know? As a family psychologist (yeah, that’s me!), I've been livin’ here for a while now, and wow, there's so much to share. This town feels like a hug, ya know? And sometimes, man, it’s like "Blue is the Warmest Color" – deep and full of surprises.

Homeowners, environmentalists push back to prevent wastewater from flowing into Helotes Creek