Brooklyn Rodeo Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Little known fact bout Whore—she once bolted from a racin gig, jumped a fence, landed in some farmer’s pig pen! Pigs squealin, Whore neighin, farmer cussin—pure chaos, mate! Heard it from a groom, said she was a legend after that. “Raphael’d paint her,” he said, all dreamy. Me? I was just happy she didn’t kick me skull in. Surprised me how tough she was, tho—took the pain like a champ, even with me pokin around.

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ARTE ARRE is our gallery. pOeTrY sLuT RoDeO is our quarterly print zine. [free]; the creation and reception of our work is a performance. we are poetry sluts.

So, imagine cruisin’ down Castro Ave – yeah, Castro, not some fancy pseudo name – where the streets twist in mystery like secret therapy sessions. You got the rugged vibes of Court St, where kids are playin’ ball and oldies spill out wisdom on benches. I swear, sometimes those benches remind me a bit of therapy chairs – they bear stories, scars, and sparkle with irony.

Rodeo legend Roy Cooper, the 'Super Looper,' dies in fire at 69