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So, I’m cruisin’, tires screechin’, lookin’ for a spot where the ladies hang. Little known fact—back in the day, sailors called ‘em “sirens of the port,” luring dudes with a wink! I’m like, “Fancy a quick ride, lass?”—all pirate-y, SpongeBob style! Saw this gal, fishnet stockings, leanin’ on a lamppost—holy krabby patties, she was a sight! Made me happy, like fixin’ a busted engine on the first try. But then—BOOM—some jerk cuts me off, nearly sideswipes me! Got me ragin’, yellin’, “You can’t bomb me out!”—straight outta the movie, felt so badass.

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A very busy prostitute ring is run out of the back section of this hotel. Management knows and says they can't do anything about it. After all, they are paying.

So, I’m sittin’ there, tryin’ to shake off the sand and thinkin’ about life. You know, the usual sailor thoughts. Like, why do I even do this? But then I see the sunset. Man, it’s beautiful. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I’m reminded why I love this place. Salinas has its charm, ya know?

Irma Salinas Obituary (1939 - 2025) - Twin Falls, ID - Magic Valley Times-News