Yesterday we went for a drive. We headed just out-of-town on the freeway. There is a river that flows right by the freeway. I saw a big group of wild horses by the water, getting a drink. I counted them, there were 15 horses. A little further down the road I saw another group of wild horses by the river.
Further down the road I saw a sign that said wild horse canyon. I told my husband let’s go on that road, it must be a canyon with more wild horses to look at. There was an exit, so we went the way the sign pointed. We drive to the end of the road, there is a fence with a little guard house thing, but nobody was in it. There was just this big place there that said Mustang Ranch. Then it dawned on me, this was THE mustang ranch, a bordello. The signs didn’t say anything about that but it was the only thing at the end of the road. A place to have sex with hookers. As we turned around I took this picture to show you. I was a little disappointed. I wanted to see wild horses.