no_tell_motels el pajaro enojado desde el valle del sol Hourly rates and porn. The occupants of the downscale end of the prostitution market. Some of the women and their pimps still look like a low budget exploitation movie from 1979 and others look as if they have been here since before even then. The motels themselves have an odd kitsch appeal to them and would probably still have some tourist value if not for the current denizens of this odd tidal pool of humanity. Their outer shalls are a throwback to a more innocent time and place that existed before i was born. My parents told me about it. But when the interstate finally came through, the city's main drag and highway artery fell victim to the lack of business. But that was then. go far enough west and you'll think you are in one of the border towns like Matamoros or Tijuana or Nogales and all thbe storefronts are done up in spanish and all of the food smells so inviting even if the neighborhood itself seems a little off-putting, linger near the downtown area and you'll see a bit of renewal, but travel a few more blocks east where the last of the rotting dive bars and the seedy motels lurk by the roadside. The neon signs break and fade. just as one day, in a billion years, the sun may too. 001213 ... grendel ah, yes... and in the midst of the breakdown, appropriately enough...the state psychiatric hospital. 001213 what's it to you? who go blather from