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About San Antonio

This lass, called her Ruby—prolly not her real name, who cares?—she’d strut the docks, all sass and cheap rum on her breath. Eyes like a storm, cut ye deeper’n a cutlass. I was half-drunk, stumblin’ outta some tavern, when she nabbed me coat. “Where’s me gold, pirate?” she slurs, bold as brass. Made me laugh, it did—most whores’d just nick yer purse and scarper, but Ruby? She’d haggle ye blind, then bed ye silly. Savvy?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Mary Ann Hall ( or – January 29, ) [1] ran a successful brothel from the s until about at Maryland Avenue S.W., Washington, D.C., about four blocks west of the .

So yeah, after a few too many double espressos – sorry, did I say that too often? – I can’t help but feel this city’s heart is bigger than any corporate mission statement. Even the tiniest alleyway on N. Glebe Rd holds a memory. It’s emotional, raw, and absurdly funny sometimes, like watching a David Brent cringe on camera every day!

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