Anna Tonganoxie Brothel ❤️❤️

About Houston

So, brothel – phew, where to start? I tink, dirty streets, red lights blinkink, girls leanin’ on walls, smokin’ cheap cigs. Lightbulb! Not all glitz like in movies, nah, it’s gritty, real gritty. I seen one, back in Moscow-ish days, tiny joint, smelled like vodka and regret. Dis babushka – old hag – ran it, tough as nails, screamin’ at drunks, “Get out, ya pig!” Made me laugh, dat fire in her, ya? But sad too – girls there, young, eyes empty, like dolls broke inside. “What you want?” one asks, like in “Ten,” all flat, no hope. Pissed me off, dat world chewin’ ‘em up.

History of Tonganoxie

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I also have my moments, my own quirks. I often catch myself humming off-key when I walk by the community theater on Lancaster Ave – it's a humble building, but it packs a punch just like some of our wildest human dramas. I can get superexcited, superimpulsive, and sometimes even ranted about how life can be a real pain in the ass. Sometimes I even exclaim, "We didn't sign up for mediocrity, darl! Don’t pee on my leg!"

Richard James Ogden Obituary (2025) - Tonganoxie, KS - Quisenberry Funeral Home - Tonganoxie