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About San Antonio

Favorite flick, *Spotlight*, hits me here—secrets, power, lies. Brothels got that vibe too. Everyone knows, nobody talks. Like, in Amsterdam, red lights blinkin’, it’s legal, touristy, but still hush-hush vibes. Saw a doc once—girls there get health checks, unions, wild huh? Surprised me, tbh—thought it’d be grimier. Happier than I figured, some of ‘em. “We’re not just chasing ghosts,” I mutter, watchin’ those stories unfold.

The history of brothels

I gotta say, my spa has given me a unique view of our city. I see how people slowly shed their worries, just like old skin. Occasionally, I get a bit emotional when a regular tells me about a tough day—they remind me that even in our tiny town, life is a never-ending, bizarre flick, full of beauty and scars.

Chaska’s Athletic Park was beautiful then, and is beautiful now