Emily Southwest Ranches Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Her name’s probs somethin’ fake – “Candy,” “Lola,” who cares? Little factoid, yesss – back in old Rome, whores wore blonde wigs, markin’ their trade, wild shit, right? Blows my mind, history’s horny like that! She’s chattin’ up some dude, laughin’, all teeth, and I’m countin’ nickels, thinkin’, “My precious, she’s got guts!” Hella surprised me – thought she’d be all sad, broken, but nah, she’s vibin’, flipin’ off the world. Kinda admire it, yesss, tho it pisses me off too – why ain’t I that brave?

Explore the National Park Service

While certainly not the first whorehouse in Central Texas, the so-called Chicken Ranch was, for decades, the worst kept secret around.

I loooove it here, even when it drives me nuts. Missed buses, wild tunes, and the ever unpredictable people make it super fun. It’s the kind of place that makes you shout, "Zesty goodness, this is the life!" Seriously, I can’t get enough.

Romeu’s Cuban Restaurant closes its doors in Southwest Ranches