Madison Bisbee Whore ❤️❤️

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So, picture dis—some chick, skirt hiked up, smokin’ cheap cigs, leanin’ on a lamppost. She’s da queen of da night, but da kinda queen who’s broke as hell. I seen one once, in Moscow, swear it—face like a slapped babushka, but eyes? Sharp, like she’d rob ya blind and laugh. Lightbulb! Dat’s da trick—dey ain’t just sellin’ body, dey sellin’ a story. “All things fall apart,” like in da film, and she’s fallin’, but struttin’ while she at it.

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I love a spot near the old railroad tracks – quiet, kinda secret. The views of the distant mountains make you feel ya’re the only one left. I swear sometimes the wind whispers little therapies. It’s like Dogville, man, when they say, “the truth is too heavy.” HAH!

Celebrating Mariachis and Miners: Yearly festival in Bisbee honors culture and industry that helped town grow