Nova Springs Whore ❤️

About Kimberley

So, this one time, in Tortuga—ha!—I met this lass, Molly, a proper whore with a laugh like cannon fire. She’d fleece ye fer gold, then wink like ye owed *her*. Made me angry, it did, ‘cause I’m the pirate, not the pillaged! But damn, she was clever—hid her stash in a hollow peg leg. Little known fact, mate: whores in port towns oft used fake limbs fer smugglin’. Crafty, eh? Savvy?

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Named for Maxine Temple Jones, the once Brothel Queen of Hot Springs from Menu features appetizers, entrees, sandwiches, burgers, hand-tossed pizzas, daily specials; live .

I walk by Rimrock Park every chance. Its narrow, twisting trails get you thinking. “Hé, destiny is not just chance!” as that famous Carlos quote goes, like a cheeky nod to fate. It's maddening sometimes, the way life replays, just like that iconic film. It’s like saying, “Merde! What now?” but with style.

Fire destroys home in Steamboat Springs