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So, whore—oldest job, yeah? Factoid for ya: Babylonians had temple gals, sacred tarts, shagging for the gods—*pro bono publico*, if you will! Mental, right? Imagine that gig—prayers and a quickie, no taxman involved. Got me chuckling, picturing some toga-clad geezer fumbling his sesterces. But it ain’t all laughs—makes me mad too, how folk judge. Who’s the real villain, eh? The lass on the corner or the posh twit sneering from his Bentley? Hypocrisy—*odium in excelsis*—winds me right up!

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In the 's the oil and gas industry brought to our town many who contributed much to the town throughout their lives including Bill and Olive Warner.

We got small neighborhoods too – Westside’s a gem. Old Victorian houses on Bellamy Lane, some with peeling paint that tells a story – like scars, man. I sometimes take my deep breath exercises right there. Who knew relaxation could be found on a rickety porch? I mean, c’mon, it’s beautiful in an ugly sorta way.

Obituaries: Willey