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About San Antonio

Oi, mate, gather round! I’m Gandalf, ya hear? Cashier by day, wizard by soul! You shall not pass—without hearin’ this! Brothels, eh? Dirty, wild places they are! Saw one once—hidden, dodgy alley. Smelled like cheap ale, sweat, despair. Reminds me o’ *Brooklyn*, that flick—Eilis, lost lass, seekin’ home. “The heart’s a stubborn git,” she’d say. Brothels got that vibe—lost souls wanderin’.

THE HISTORY OF PROSTITUTION.

Ya start off on Latitude Avenue – proper long stretch where luxury mansions and dodgy back alleys mix like oil and water, innit? Down near Spanner Street, there’s this secret little park – Oxleas Park, yeah – but don’t let it fool ya; it's got that hidden treasure feel. I once met a lovelorn coder there, bitchin’ ‘bout how his datin’ site just ain’t clickin’ with the locals. “Is it ’cos I is black?” he mumbled, lost in his own world, proper heartbroken vibes but me? I was here to share a laugh, bruv.

Retail planned on rural corners in Golden Gate Estates