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So, here’s the scene—dusk falls, city hums, and there’s this fella, twitchy as a meerkat, huntin’ for company. Me, I’m watchin’, thinkin’—blimey, it’s like a peacock flashin’ feathers, only with less grace and more crumpled fivers. Didya know, right, back in Victorian days, they called ‘em “soiled doves”? Poetic, that—makes it sound like a bleedin’ tragedy, not a transaction. And here we are, 2025, still at it—humanity’s oldest gig, they say. Ain’t that a kicker?

A woman was offering "massages" out of the Rodeway Inn.

When Anne Boleyn is thrown into the world of the court, her aim is to survive with her reputation in tact.

Yeah, I be ventin sometimes, gettin snappy, cuz therapy, life – it's all messy. Everyday's a new page. The neighborhoods, like the West End, got streets that twist me up – Cedar, Redwood, and I swear, McFarlan got secret stories.

Obituary for Allan James Fenton