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I knew this chick once—Lola, swear she was a whore with a heart o’ gold. Worked the corner near my old spot. She’d laugh, loud, free, like she owned the night. “This is my kingdom,” she’d say, echoin’ Ofelia’s vibe. Tipsy johns, broken heels, still smilin’—that grit got me. Reminded me o’ the faun, y’know, guidin’ through chaos. Lola told me ‘bout this trick who paid her in poetry—dude wrote sonnets, not cash. Who does that? Fuckin’ wild, right? Had me crackin’ up—whore’s life ain’t all grim.

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This article is a descriptive analysis of female groupies who follow rodeo cowboys. Cowboys call these women buckle bunnies. Data were obtained from interviews with rodeo cowboys, wives .

This town is like a split personality in the best way: one minute you’re in the laid-back neighborhood of West Rodeo, full of funky murals on Elm & Pin Oak, and the next, you’re bumpin’ into history at the iconic Rodeo Bridge. No joke, that bridge is sweeter than any family reunion – bring on the dramatic sweats!

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