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About Houston

So, I tried it once—yep, lil’ ol’ me! Got this fella rubbin’ oil like he’s polishin’ a Cadillac. Felt so good I hollered, “Well, slap my ass and call me sassy!” Made me happy as a pig in mud, but lord, the price? Nearly choked me—$100 for 30 minutes? I was madder’n a wet hen! Coulda bought me a new wig! But them hands—ooh, they knew tricks. Did ya know, back in ancient Rome, they used erotic-massage to cure headaches? Bet them senators was grinnin’ like fools!

Death of a Garden Hoe

At one time, Borger, Texas was on track to become a great boomtown of Texas oil history. But greed and grift sent the Panhandle town on a different path.

Oh heck, lemme tell ya 'bout Borger (us) – it's one wild ride, ya know? I'm runnin' my spa here, so I'm all up in the city's sweat and vibe. First off, Borger's streets? Damn, they're something else. I cruise down 5th Avenue – no, wait, it's 5th, right? – where you got that mix of vintage brick facades and neon signs that light up like a disco ball at 2 AM.

Lenny Borger, Former Variety Paris Correspondent and Longtime Champion of French Film, Dies at 73