Anastasia Kilgore Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m out there, rod in hand, screamin’ at the waves, “Gimme somethin’ decent, you salty prick!” And what do I get? Whore. Fuckin’ insult, mate! Scales all dull, eyes like a dead man’s – “What have you done?” like that line from the film. Me, I’ve done nothin’ but waste me time on this trash fish! Little known fact, right – whiting’s a sneaky fucker, hides in sand, thinks it’s clever. Ain’t clever when I gut it, ha!

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Hailed as “the best account of the Best Little Whorehouse in Texas ever written,” author Jayme Lynn Blaschke ’s Inside the Texas Chicken Ranch delivers much more than its title suggests .

I gotta be honest. I’ve been mad at some broken promises here too. I remember nights when the neon blurred with tears. But Kilgore rebounds, magically and tarry. It speaks in tongues, in fleeting moments of brilliance. A city so full of charm, mistaeks, and surprises.

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