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About San Antonio

So, there’s this gal—let’s call her Ruby. She’s out there, workin’ the streets, heels clickin’ like a metronome. Ain’t no glamour, just grit. Reminds me of Margot Tenenbaum—y’know, “She was known for her extreme secrecy.” Ruby’s got secrets too, man. Heard she once stashed $500 in her bra—cops never found it. Little known fact: back in the ‘20s, some prostitutes carried switchblades in their garters. Badass, right? Ruby’s got that vibe—tough as nails.

Another harrowing escape puts attention on open prostitution along Seattle's Aurora Avenue

One photograph taken in Cripple Creek shows a bordello called The Club. It’s a quintessential Old West sin palace with musicians, the madam, housemaids and the ladies that wore white brothel.

The parks here are slices of heaven. Check out Liberty Park. Kids run wild, and couples laugh by the duck pond. I often sit on an old bench near the fountain – that place is zen. Sometimes I get lost in thought, like the assassin in that classic movie, "The Assassin (Hou Hsiao-hsien, 2015)" – i know, i know, it's poetic! "The moon rides the whispering wind..." Wow, deep, right?

Potential operators eyeing Ruiz-Costie/Northshore Pool