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I grew up in the South Side of San Antonio and went to Price Elementary. When I was about 8-9 yrs old I remember finding the infamous Donkey Lady phone number on the restroom stale. That night I called the number and heard a horrific scream of a tortured donkey merged with a woman. This was in 1984?? As a teenage I also remember doing the rite of passage at the Donkey Lady Bridge. You friend would turn off the headlights at midnight and you had to walk the bridge in complete darkness. Everyone I talk to has a different version of the story. But no on remembers the phone number...😱