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So, picture this—some chick, let’s call her Tammy, she’s out there on the street, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last. She’s got this vibe, like she’s seen it all, prob’ly has. I read once—get this—back in the 1800s, some prostitutes in New Orleans ran whole damn businesses, owned property! Ain’t that wild? Tammy prob’ly don’t own squat, tho. Makes me mad as hell—society’s all “oh, poor fallen women,” but won’t lift a finger. Hypocrites, man.

8 other murders remain unsolved

Middleton’s prostitutes escape social censure and legal punishment, and their husbands do not fear to pimp their wives for luxuries. In Bartholomew Fair, Jonson demonstrates the early .

By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I swing by the Midleton Farmers Market on the way home. Grab a scone, because, ya know, carbs fix everything. I sit down, watch the world go by, and think, “Man, this town is something else.”

Shock and sadness at tragic passing of young Midleton hurler