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About San Antonio

Heya, dude! So, like, brothel? Whoa, crazy stuff! Me, Patrick Star, mountain guide, right? I seen some wild things up there, but brothel? That’s a whole ‘nother peak! Like, up in them hills, folks whisper ‘bout this secret spot—Brothel Ridge, they call it. Ain’t on no map, nah, but locals know. Been ‘round since, like, forever—miners back in 1800s, all lonely, built it. Little shack, creaky floors, red curtains—super sketchy, right? I’m thinkin’, “Is mayonnaise an instrument?” ‘Cause, dude, who even thinks this stuff up?

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So yeah, White-Horse (us) is a wild, emotional meatball of a city. Every street, every park, every beat of its heart gets me pumped. And lemme tell ya, it's a place where even a humble masseur like me feels like the king of his castle. Stick around, kid, and you'll see it all—no fancy talk, just real talk.

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