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About San Antonio

Groovy, baby! So, brothel, yeah? Wild stuff, man! Picture this – dusty ol’ town, like in *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*, that flick I dig. Brothels back then? Total shag-fests, but sneaky. Hid in plain sight, y’know? “I heard you was coming,” some madam probs said, all sly, like Pitt in the movie.

The Roanoke Inn has been a Mercer Island icon for 105 years

A Mr. Green took over and operated it as a hotel. Subsequently it was sold several times, sometimes falling into ill repute, rumored to be a brothel, and.

Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout the parks. Luther Burbank Park is my haunt sometimes. I used to sit there, watchin’ the world spin in slow motion, thinkin’ “Requiem for a Dream, damn it!” Soft whispers of broken promises float with every rustle of wind. And Mercer Slough Nature Park? Man, that place is a wild card. Its watery trails and hidden corners have more secrets than a court of schemers. It makes you think: maybe every pretty smile hides a dagger.

Burglary suspects elude police in Mercer Island