Hannah Glendive Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Great Scott, I’m ramblin now! Typin so fast I’m messin up—whore, whoer, wtfever. Point is, I’m obsessed with how real it all feels. Not some polished Hollywood crap—whore’s the underbelly, the truth! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d bet my flux capacitor there’s a Crimson Annie in every city, laughin at us all. Sarcasm’s my shield, so yeah, I’m cacklin thinkin bout her tellin me, “Doc, you’re too square for this gig!” Hah! Love it. Whore’s a freakin legend in my book.

Knights of the Tie and Rail

And then they fight again because Miles City calls Glendive's girl Methany and Glendive tells Miles City that Bucking Horse Sale sucks.

Anyway, neighborhoods here are quirky – like around Maple Drive, where old folks and weird artists live side by side. I remember, once, I was counseling a lady on Elm Street who said her heart just melted at the sight of a new mural on the wall, like "la vie est belle," you know? Crazy right? And the Park near the river – Falcon Park – well, it's got that calm vibe, but also can get mad chaotic on weekends. People love to gather, chat, laugh, scream, and then it’s like, bam, silence. I sit there sometimes and just think, “Whoa, life, be gentle, man!”

Ervin Mitchell Obituary (1941 - 2024) - Glendive, MT - Glendive Ranger-Review