Julia Southwest Ranches Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

So, check it—whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ ass. Nah, it’s deeper, like Malik in *A Prophet* tryna survive. “You’re in deep now, kid,” they’d say. Whores be hustlin’, dodgin’ pigs, makin’ ends meet. I seen it, fam—back in Long Beach, this one girl, Candy, swear she was legend. Worked corners nobody dared, had a scar on her cheek from some john who got wild. Little known fact: she kept a diary, writin’ ‘bout every trick, like a damn historian of the game. Blew my mind, yo—whores got stories, not just STDs, ha!

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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.

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