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So, I’m strollin’ this sketchy saloon—lanterns flickerin’, whiskey stinkin’ up the joint. Miners all rowdy, cards flyin’. Then I see her—red dress, lips like sin, leanin’ on the bar. A pro, obvi. I’m like, “Edna, no capes, no complications!” but damn, she’s got that vibe. I ain’t judgin’—girl’s gotta eat, right? Mining towns ain’t kind to nobody. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes ran their own damn empires—owned land, flipped gold nuggets like bosses. She’s probly one of ‘em, I bet.

So you want to book a sex worker?

According to the Tallahassee Democrat “Curtis Richardson had a condom in his pocket” The woman said that she and Richardson had sex, and that Curtis paid her.

I finally get to the archives, all flustered. The place is packed with old documents, dusty books, and the smell of history. I love it, but sometimes it feels like I’m drowning in paper. I’m sorting through some old letters from the 1800s. Crazy stuff, like love letters and complaints about the weather. Seriously, people back then were dramatic!

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