Hello

My name is Sebastian, I was a sort of a hotel valet, or to be more precise the gentleman that other gentlemen would contact for some local hooch or cooch. I was summoned one day to the Ponce De Leon Hotel by a mister H. G.  Wells. Upon entering his room after properly knocking, I saw a bright flash from some device and the words "Gadzooks!"  I found myself standing what I now know as a "women's dorm room", in what today is Flagler College. These ladies screamed at me "Naughty Man, Naughty Man" so I totally betwattled ran out of the hotel into what is the 21st century St. Augustine. Much to my dismay my usual clubs and haunts were all gone and I retired to one casino now called the Tradewinds Lounge, to find the cost of liquor had gone up considerably and that my residence had become something called an air bed and breakfast? There was a newspaper called the Entertainer that gave me an idea how to survive in this strange century. I know what all the secrets are and where, as they say the bodies are, so I after finding a decent place for wine the BART gallery at 11 Avilies Street, have started a tour of my own! Naughty History Tours is a 90-minute walk that should properly astound you or at least let you know what really happened.