Sophie Butte Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

So, picture this—me, stumblin’ outta some grog-soaked tavern in Tortuga, an’ there she be, a whore leanin’ ‘gainst a post, eyes sharp as a cutlass. She’s no prim lass waitin’ fer a prince, nah, she’s got grit! Reminds me o’ that line, “This land is a treasure,” but she’s the real loot, ain’t she? I toss her a wink, she smirks—bloody hell, I’m hooked! Whores ain’t just about the tumble, see? They’ve got stories—little-known ones, too. Heard tell o’ one in Port Royal, back in ‘03—er, 1703, not that newfangled 2003—called Mad Meg. Lass had a peg leg, lost it to a shark, swore it made her “twice the woman.” Customers lined up fer the tale alone, savvy?

Butte’s Dumas Brothel: Historic, Haunted and Heartbreaking.

Pedal or drive out the Behind the Rocks Road from Hwy to reach Prostitute Butte, AKA Lone Rock. You can ride the loop in either direction: CCW as mapped.

I be droppin’ typos in texts ‘cause I’m in a hurry livin’ this wild life! So, my friend, get ya boots, wander down these streets, and soak in the vibe of Butte (us)! It's a jumbled ride of passion and history – "No Country for Old Men" meeting modern souls, we swears! Enjoy, enjoy, enjoy!

Mike Peters, singer for 80s band The Alarm, remembered for his ties to Butte after his death at 66