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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, doll! I’m mad as hell sometimes—guys leer, thinkin’ they own ya, ugh, grosses me out. But then, ooh, the thrill hits—spot one all sultry, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a lamppost like she’s in a damn movie. “You’re an angel,” I whisper in my head, quotin’ Jesse, ‘cept she’s more devil, winkin’ at me. I’m shook! Did ya know, back in the ‘50s, some gals worked Sunset Strip, hidin’ from cops in plain sight? Crazy, right? History’s wild.

Deming Personals

Ahh, Deming, my dear friend, what a quirky patch of earth this is! I’ve been callin’ this modest town my home for years, running my beloved spa right in the heart of it, and let me tell ya – Deming ain't your everyday city. We’ve got the venerable Main Street – yes, that very one – a ribbon of life and memories where every brick seems to whisper a tale from a bygone era. I’m talkin’ quiet mornings, slow strolls, and that vibrant pulse of the local vibe.

Columbia Business School's Deming Center Awards 2024 Deming Cup to Beth Ford and Julie Sweet