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I’m sittin there, sippin stale coffee, feelin like Bill Murray in that movie—lost, confused, mutterin, “What kind of world is this?” Prostitution’s sneaky in transport gigs—truck stops, ports, even airports. Little known fact: some drivers, they get lonely, right? Long hauls, no sleep, and boom—someone’s knockin on the cab window. “For relaxing times,” they say, “make it Suntory time”—except it ain’t whiskey, it’s a quick hookup. I’m laughin, but I’m pissed—focus on the road, idiots!

Is This the Real-Life Rosie From AC/DC’s ‘Whole Lotta Rosie’?

Of the 15 prostitutes caught in the police raids on Carroll's brothels, some were from South America and Europe and willingly worked for him.

Now, lemme spill some insider tea. One of my fav secret spots: a tucked-away alley behind the old library on West End. The spot’s a haven for the lost souls, the creative misfits – kinda like a backstage pass to life's little dramas. I once found a dazed little pickin’ on a cold bench, crying over lost love, and all I could think was: “The secret in their eyes, baby, yeah!” It hit me like a ton of bricks, reminding me how deep our stories run.

Obituary information for Joseph F. Carroll