Freya Ranchettes Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Me, I’d rather fish – no stink, no lies! Maggie’s eyes, tho – sad, like Sméagol’s before the Ring. Made me soft, yesss, soft – then mad again! Whore’s a riddle, precious – dirty, clever, broken. “Love as thou wilt,” movie says – maybe that’s her, lovin’ wrong, livin’ anyway. Hiss! Funny, eh? Whore’s a hero, a rat, a ghost – all mashed up! What d’ya think, precious? Gollum’s head hurts now – too much thinkin’!

What is a Ranchette Anyway?

Down on Main St, the vibe hits you hard. Shops, cafes, and that funky bar on 3rd street—dude’s a legend. I remember one rainy night, sittin’ outside, just breathin’ the damp air. Reminded me of one wild scene from Brokeback Mountain… “I’m so in love with you I’d do anything!” Yeah, that f*ckin’ passion, man.

Anger Grows in West Over City-Slicker Neighbors (Published 1991)