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About San Antonio

Oh blast, here I go! Brothel, huh? Filthy places, mate! Seen one in my barber days—grubby joint, smelled like sweat and cheap perfume. C-3PO, panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?”—that’s me, peekin’ through the curtain, eyes wide! Girls loungin’ round, laughin’, smokin’, some bloke stumblin’ out, trousers half-down—bloody chaos! Reminds me of *The Turin Horse*, that slow, grim slog— “The wind’s blowing, everything’s ruined!” Life in a brothel’s like that, innit? Decayin’, desperate, yet somehow alive.

Map of Glory Holes in California (United States) where have anonymous sex

There's a funky river, ya know – the Tuolumne River flows nearby. I once accidentally bumped into a couple of hippie dudes there, chattin’ about the cosmic flow of energy. I nearly lost me balance and thought "oh snap" but then laughed it off. The city’s got these happy, unexpected bits all over.

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