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  • Broward-Palm Beach New Times

    The Agent from Iran

    How a mother of two ended up in a plot to smuggle high-tech gear to the enemy.

    By Deirdra Funcheon

  • Westword

    Murder By Design

    In life and death, tattoo artist Kauri Tiyme made her mark.

    By Alan Prendergast

  • Village Voice

    My Brother the Slumlord

    Amy Neustein never could resist going public with her family dramas.

    By Elizabeth Dwoskin

  • Houston Press

    The Ghosts of Galveston

    A visit with the hurricane victims that a country forgot.

    By John Nova Lomax

Lust in the Dust

Cowboy junkies get a dose of man flesh in AJ

By Lilia Menconi

Published on February 20, 2008 at 4:01am

Rough, chapped palms and brown dirt caked under fingernails. Unruly waves of sun-bleached hair reeking of dusty sweat. The soft, squeaky caress of well-worn leather. Buns in blue jeans wiggling like puppies wrestling under a blanket. Cowboy boots rhythmically thudding like a headboard against the wall. Oh, cowboys . . . every woman’s secret turn-on. Sure, they’re simple as spit, but they make love like gentlemen and hump like animals. Sigh.

Goddamn, it’s good to live in the Wild West -- especially when we’ve got an entire weekend devoted to these beast-wrangling men.

The cow dudes’ll hit the dirt during Lost Dutchman Days, where you can catch an eyeful of manly shenanigans at various rodeo events. If cowboys aren’t your thing, you can scope the accompanying carnival for some hot carnies (just kidding, that’s disgusting), or settle for a ride on the Zipper. There’ll also be live bands, arts and crafts booths, a rodeo dance, and appearances by the Budweiser Clydesdales.


Feb. 22-24, 1:30 p.m., 2008