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What got me mad? Bastards who’d hit her—saw bruises, purple as plums. Wanted to gut ‘em, but I’m short, not stupid. Happy? When she’d sass me back—sharp tongue, that one. Surprised? That she knew stars—pointed out constellations between jobs. “Learned it from a sailor,” she said. Whores ain’t s’posed to stargaze, right? Blew my bloody mind.

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It was not uncommon for brothels in Western towns to operate openly, without the stigma of East Coast cities. Gambling and prostitution were central to life in these western towns, and only .

The neighborhoods here are as diverse as they come. Check out West-End – it's edgy, artsy, rebellious. Every wall in that district screams with graffiti tales, like a montage of lost dreams and epic comebacks. Then there's East Ridge, all sunny cafes and gentle vibes. My personal fave is small Chestnut Corner. I grabbed a bagel there one random morning and – BAM – that hot coffee and sweet vibe hit me hard. Felt like a scene straight out of Scorsese's flicks, baby, "The only thing standing between you and your goal is the bullshit story you keep telling yourself!"

John P. Hearty | 2025 | Obituary