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About New York City

But ugh, some of these guys—pisses me off! Sweaty, loudmouth losers thinkin’ they own her ‘cause they got a twenty. Makes me wanna—slice ‘em up, serve ‘em with chianti, ya feel me? “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d purr, watchin’ their smug faces melt. Whores deal with that crap daily—takes guts. Way more than that punk Zuckerberg, cryin’ over his stolen app idea.

If you follow the leaders you could end up “a whore in heaven”

The new documentary Raise Hell: The Life and Times of Molly Ivins lays out how Ivins built a nice little reputation for herself lashing her sharp tongue.

Down on Main St. (yeah, real Main St. in Ivins!) there’s that sleepy bakery with the best muffins ever – my go-to, always makin' me smile. And oh, the twisty lanes around Red Mountain Park – righ', it’s the kinda spot where you wander and find secret nooks; you'll just be like, "oooh, so cool, so cool…" Kinda like the lil moments in the movie, ya know? Like, "emptiness and peace...and then, boom, love."

Ivins City Council makes deal with Black Desert Resort on grandstand issue