Delilah Dalhart Brothel ❤️❤️

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Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! So, brothel, huh? Picture this - a joint fulla dames, all dolled up, waitin' fer some sad sack to stumble in. I reckon it’s like a twisted lil’ dance, ain’t it? Reminds me of “Her” - that flick where Joaquin’s moonin’ over a damn voice. “I can’t stop thinking about her,” he whines, all pathetic-like. Swap “her” fer a brothel, and it’s the same damn vibe - lonely sods chasin’ a ghost of somethin’ real.

NEW MERCH,

sounds of barrelhouse, brothels, and bandwagon, was a tribal bonfire in which Moves on the Water" (), Vernon Dalhart: "The Sinking of the Titanic".

Ya gotta check the old depot at Railroad Ave – it's like a time capsule, dude! The locals say the ghost of history rides the rails, just like Carlos said, “Amor, la vida, lo que pasa, pasa!” Sometimes I feel like every solid brick holds promises of endless nocturnal tales.

Dalhart, TX