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About Bilbao

Lysa, though—she’s got stories. Told me once bout a john who cried after, blubberin’ like a babe. “I killed him,” he sobbed, meanin’ his pride, I reckon. She just patted his head, took his gold, moved on. “That’s power,” I thought, sippin’ my ale. She’s small, but she’s mighty—reminds me of me, outsmartin’ taller twats. “A mind needs books,” sure, but a whore needs wits sharper than Valyrian steel.

STREET PROSTITUTE: PHOTOGRAPHING RONDA

This unique and unforgettable book gives us Ronda’s story both in words and in Mitchell’s many striking photographs. The story of a junkie hooker while she is on the streets, it is often .

I luv it here – the blend of history, nature, and unfiltered human desire. Every street, every cranny, feels like a living diary. I keep scribbling notes even after midnight in odd corners like Calle El Sol. Crazy, huh? And yeah, the imperfections – both in the city and my typos – make it all so authentic.

Ronda R. Duckworth Obituary (2025) - Oak Grove, MO - Royer Funeral Home - Oak Grove