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Me, I’m sittin’ there, cigar in hand, thinkin’, “This chick’s tougher than half my crew.” She’s got balls – or ovaries, whatever – takes guts to live that life. “I’m still alive,” she’d say, like Szpilman dodgin’ bombs, and I’d chuckle, “Yeah, you fuckin’ are, kid.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but she’s a goddamn legend in my book. Whore? Sure, but she’s MY whore – not in a creepy way, just… loyalty, ya know? Fuck grammar, fuck rules – she’s real, and that’s that.

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Miss Laura’s was on what was known as “The Row” in Fort Smith, an infamous red-light district. It was one of the most celebrated bordellos in the Southwest, and her ladies were known as the .

As a family psych, I see stuff others miss. I see hearts mending in quiet parks like Fort Smith Park. It's kinda chaotic, kinda peaceful. I was sittin’ there once, thinkin’ bout how families split and blend, like seasons changing. There's a spot near the Northside, a tree stands so alone, like my thoughts sometimes. It’s wild, almost poetic, right?

Human Resources director to be disciplined after Fort Smith auditor hire sparks concerns