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So, brothel—it’s this sketchy sedative, right? Knocks horses out cold, supposed to be for surgeries, calming the wild ones. But nah, it’s a mess—too cheap, too dodgy. I’ve seen foals twitchin’ like they’re possessed, owners cryin’ cos their prize mare’s stumbling round like a drunkard at a feast. Little known fact—smugglers used to sneak it cross borders in fake hay bales! Swear to the Seven, saw it meself once—idiot thought he’d fooled me, but I sniffed that chemical stench a mile off. Made me furious, that disrespect to the beasts. Happy? Hah, only when I chucked it in the fire—crackled like a witch’s laugh.

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Theresa Brown, who authorities said operated a North Side brothel for years, is shown with her son Cecil Brown and attorney Rick Woods outside a San Antonio court room. The brothel was .

Oh, and lemme spill some tea – the locals got quirks. And trust me, they got secrets about them alleyways behind Praça do Encanto. You might find a hidden mural or weird street performance. So, make sure you explore and get lost (not literally lost, but YOLO, ya feel me?) in the maze of narrow lanes.

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