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About San Antonio

Alright, so I’m a detective, right? Larry David style—neurotic, ranting, all that jazz. And I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, y’know, like ya do. Whore! What a word, huh? Sounds dirty, cheap—like a gum-stuck shoe. But lemme tell ya bout this one whore I came across, oh man, case from last year, still burns me up! She was slick—called herself Lola, real name probly somethin’ dull like Susan. Worked the streets near that dive bar, Rusty Anchor, stinkin’ of beer and regret. Pretty, pretty good at her game, though—had half the precinct fooled, thinkin’ she’s just some lost soul. Hah! Lost soul, my ass.

The 7 best naughty hotels in London, for a little bit of spice

Just stay in the hotel, get some cans in a suitcase, sit in the lobby area and play the "Is she a prostitute / high class hooker?" game.

Don’t even get me started on the untold secrets. There's a retro arcade on Sidewinder Ct. Hidden in plain sight. Only the real insiders know its door code. And the park behind Old Mill Road? It’s the perfect rendezvous for art meets romance in the moonlight, reminiscent of that crazy, heart-beating energy of Moulin Rouge.

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