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About San Antonio

Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ thru, sittin’ you down to talk brothels. Yeah, them houses of sin, pleasure dens, where folks trade cash for a quick roll in the hay. I seen a lot, y’all, narratin’ life’s wild corners, and brothels? They a messy, loud, stinkin’ stew of humanity. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout “Talk to Her”—you know, my fave flick, Pedro Almodóvar’s masterpiece from ’02. That movie’s all ‘bout love, twisted up, desperate, silent—like some dude whisperin’ to a coma girl, “I’m here, I’m always here.” Brothels tho? Ain’t no silence there, nah, it’s all groans, creaky beds, and coins clinkin’.

Smokey Joe’s has long been a Valley gathering place

The track is a stretch of road where prostitutes walk. Teen girls are pimped on Pacific Highway South; older women, many of them addicts, end up on Aurora.

Don't even get me started on some secret spots. I LOVE Little Falls Park. Its quiet corners stir memories. I once sat next to a wise old oak. It whispered, "let the right one in" – oh man, I nearly cried. That tree, so cosmic, right? Crazy, huh?

EB Snoqualmie Pass open after weather-related crashes