Lydia Hamlin Brothel ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Little known fact? Back in ‘05, some crazy hedge fund dude bought a chunk, thinkin’ it’d tie to Vegas brothels—legal ones, mind ya! Total flop, lost millions, ha! Cracks me up—dumbass thought he’d be pimpin’ stocks. Ain’t that a hoot? Still, brothel hangs on, tradin’ at, what, 30 cents now? Ain’t sexy, but it’s scrappy. I dig that. Reminds me, “What did I do last night?”—that fuzzy vibe, y’all, it’s brothel’s whole deal.

Pink Chimneys by Hamlin, Ardeana

My profession? It sharpens my sense of the city. I feel every pulse that moves through these streets. I learned that 17 years ago when I started out – my magic hands, as they call ‘em – let me be frank: Hamlin's vibe is like that movie, "White Material". "What are we doing here?" I mumble sometimes, 'cause life's weird and wild, baby. It's like the city says: "We need to fight to survive" – every damn day! (Can you believe it?) And I gotta say, it's all pure, raw passion.

Hamlin man dies in crash on Brockport Spencerport Road