Zoe Amarillo Brothel ❤️❤️

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Hey there, folks, listen up—I'm a sailor, y’know, been ‘round the world, seen some stuff. Brothels? Oh man, lemme tell ya—here’s the deal, they’re wild, messy places, full of life, like Agnès Varda showed us in *The Gleaners and I*. “I pick up what others leave,” she said—brothels kinda do that, scoopin’ up the lonely, the randy, the lost. Ports like Marseille, whew, they’re crawlin’ with ‘em—red lights blinkin’, girls leanin’ out windows, smokin’ cheap cigs. Saw one gal, swear she winked at me—made me laugh, thinkin’, “Joe, you old dog, still got it!”

Downtown Amarillo Over The Years

The Bowery was an apparently crazy district in town, close to the railroad, that catered to pretty much anyone that was in search of libation.

I gotta keep it real: sometimes Amarillo makes me mad, like when potholes mess with my wheels on SW Loop 335 – fo shizzle, roads need love too. And omg, them dusty winds? I’m like “awwww hell nah,” but it adds to that gritty charm, right? And talking about dating – building a dating app here, you see how love gets played out in quirky corners, like behind local dive bars on NW 24th Ave. You never know your next match might be sippin’ a cold one where art meets life.

Amarillo man ejected, killed in rollover crash on I-40 in Oklahoma