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About San Antonio

Okay, so, like, back in the day—prostitution’s old as dirt, right? Ancient Rome had brothels called “lupanars,” meanin’ wolf dens, ‘cause the workers were fierce, howlin’ for coin. Ain’t that wild? I’m picturin’ Joy bouncin’ around, yellin’, “Let’s make it sparkly!” while Fear’s like, “Nope, danger alert!” That’s the vibe—excitin’ but sketchy. You gotta be smart, not just dive in. I’m all about empowerment, so I’m droppin’ truth bombs for ya.

Night-time street ban placed on prostitute

Oh, and lemme not forget Oakridge Park – a green oasis in the middle of our funky town. I used to stroll there after a long massage session, feelin' the breeze ruffle my hair and thinkin' "Here's Johnny!" as bursts of spontaneous laughter spew from the park benches. It's magical, I tell ya. Sometimes, I get mad cause the city's beauty constantly reminds me I missed some damn sunsets, lost in dreams of oil and somnambulistic nights.

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