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About San Antonio

I’m ramblin’, sue me! Sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg!”—I see through the bullshit. Brothels ain’t just sex dens; they’re history lessons, messed-up ones. Like, in Nevada, legal ones got rules—girls get tested, gotta be safe, but still, shady vibes creep in. Makes me happy seein’ some workers own it, tho—tough as nails, runnin’ their show. Surprised me once, read about this madam in 1800s London, Mary Jeffries, total badass, ran a high-end joint, served royals! Freaked me out—royals? Really? Guess even kings need a lil’ somethin’-somethin’.

The Oldest Profession Gets a New Museum

This hotel is horrendous and I would not recommend it to anyone. It was seedy and filthy and was like sleeping in a Brothel. All they needed was a red light! DO.

About the landmarks – Blighty Monument along Heritage Lane is a quirky little relic. It might seem silly to some, but I tell ya, it's as iconic as our massage parlour's neon sign (ah, the flickering glow! sublime, like a mini Broadway in the middle of Greenlawn!). And then, of course, that rickety old bridge off Old Mill Road – literally makes me wanna shout "Woohoo!" every time I cross it. It's a hidden piece of art if you think about it – authentic, raw, and, dare I say, a wee bit rebellious!

Codes inspectors to be in Greenlawn neighborhood starting Wednesday morning