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About San Antonio

Lemme tell ya, I stumbled on this ancient trick—massage been around forever, yeah? Babylonians were rubbing backs 2500 BC, freaky stuff! Sexual-massage tho, it’s next-level—combines chill with a cheeky thrill. Got me thinking, “Just keep swimming,” like Dory, y’know? Stress drowns, pleasure floats—genius combo! Saw this underground spa once, dude, dimly lit, oils everywhere—smelled like paradise, or maybe Nemo’s reef. Made me happy as hell, like finding a rare meme.

Former brothel offers unbeatable location

In fact I had girlfriends rather than go to those brothels. VD [Venereal Disease] was a common occurrence in the army. Some blokes boasted they were on the 16th.

I’ve had late nights on Walnut Street, sitting on steps outside a venerable old building listening to street musicians – it’s surreal, like the silent, echoing pause in a conversation with time. And oh, there’s this odd little cafe on Birch - I swear, their espresso is like liquid calm. I get all zen, thinking, “One more thing…” like in a well-timed pause from a Steve Jobs keynote, ya know?

Century plant blooms at Longwood Gardens in Kennett Square, Pa.