Charlotte Whitewater Brothel ❤️

About New York City

So, lemme tell ya—last week, right? Lookin’ for a prostitute, I was. Not proud, nah, but curious, y’know? Down by the docks—shady spot, stinks of fish and regret. This chick, she’s there, leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she’s in some noir film. “What harmony is there in this?” I mutter—straight outta the movie, that line! She catches my eye, smirks, like she knows I’m a damn fool. Made me laugh, that did—happy for a sec, ‘til I saw her shoes. Worn out, holes in ‘em—pissed me off, man! Who lets it get that bad?

The Town of Jackpot, Nevada

The Whitewater Hotel, shown here around , on todays Hwy 31A, burned down with the entire town of Whitewater in the Great Fire of In , when the CPR rebuilt the K&S Railway .

Ate local grub at “Bunny’s Bite” near the old cinema. Love it here – the place’s a riot of voices. Crazy, tho, I always say “where is my soul?” like Llewyn Davis.

Falcons conclude 2025 regular season against No. 17 UW-Whitewater, honor graduating class