Mari Duarte Brothel ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So yeah, brothels—grubby, glitzy, human as hell. “There’s a man… in back of this place,” I’d whisper, noddin’ to that movie line, thinkin’ of the pimps pullin’ strings. Hate that part—exploitation’s a kick in the gut. But the stories? The survivors? Damn, they’re gold. What d’ya think, pal—ever wonder what’s behind those curtains?

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Oh, and check it—lesser-known gem: the corner of 3rd and Almond. Ugh, so hidden! You can catch a sunset that looks painted by a drunk artist or somethin’—incredible vibes, my friend. I grabbed a cold one there a few times, let me tell ya, and thought, "Wow, this is freakin’ magical."

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