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About San Antonio

Brothels ain’t all laughs tho. Gets ya mad—girls there, some forced, some broke. Pisses me off! Like, who’s lettin’ this crap slide? Little factoid for ya—oldest brothel? Pompeii, man! Called Lupanar—means wolf den, how badass is that? Had tiny stone beds, graffiti everywhere—dirty doodles, ha! Imagine some Roman dude, “Mmm… olives,” scribblin’ his review.

Hours of Operation:

There's a Wendy's that's in front of the Winn Dixie on OBT that used to be a Goodings, that's where I first remember seeing a working girl.

True story: once, after a mad counseling day, I wandered to the corner of Oak and Elm. I sat on a stoop, heart full, watchin’ couples pass by, smilin’ and bickering over life – typical Ocoee scenes. I muttered, “This is so beautiful, I’m gonna write a poem!” Almost wrote it on a napkin. Lolz, silly me.

Eggs fell from the sky at the annual Easter Egg-stravaganza in Ocoee