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About San Antonio

So, I’m picturin’ it—some dingy spot, red lights flickerin’, girls in fishnets, smokin’ cheap cigs. Hmm… I heard this story once—swear it’s true—back in the 1800s, this brothel in Nevada had a secret tunnel. Miners’d sneak in, dodge the sheriff, get their kicks. Wild, right? Makes me happy—kinda—thinkin’ ‘bout them outsmartin’ the law. But then I’m pissed—those girls prob’ly got paid peanuts! Ugh, men are pigs sometimes.

Doctor queries brothel ethics

Artwork by Yvonne Atkinson, Captain Melville Captured in Geelong Brothel, Made of oil on canvas. SAVE ARTWORK FOLLOW ARTIST.

There’s this hidden gem near Riverside Park – a tiny, almost secret entrance off Maple Ln. I loooove that spot; it reminds me of cryptic hints in Zodiac, washin away my doubts as I soak in nature. But geez, don’t get me started on the river itself – the Winkler that snakes past downtown. Its flow, its murmur, your brain goes into a finch frenzy, like those mind puzzles from the film. Magic, I tell ya!

Marvin Elmer Atkinson Obituary February 25, 2025