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But it pisses me off too—some sleazy pimp actin’ like he’s king, beatin’ down the girls. “I’m a hero,” he’d smirk, like those killers in the flick sayin’, “I’m a winner.” Bullshit! Exploitation ain’t heroic, it’s gutless. Still, I get it—greed’s a drug, keeps the wheel spinnin’. Clients don’t care, they’re droolin’ for a fix, throwin’ cash like confetti.

The Poetry Brothel presents The Rites of Spring: A Pagan Gala

The Poetry Brothel is an immersive literary cabaret nightclub where jazz musicians, burlesque dancers, tarot readers and other vagabonds mingle and perform.

The streets are a mish-mash of cobblestone and asphalt. I love wandering down King’s Road, where every corner hides a story. There's that one butcher shop, old as heck, and Mr. D, a legend around these parts, always yellin’ friendly hellos even if I'm in my hurry, sometimes messin’ up my calm vibe. He always says, “Talk to her, talk to her,” like in almodóvar's movie, like, “Hey, open up and let life adze in.”

Red Oak ISD high schooler hit, killed while attempting to cross I-35E, police say