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Ya wanna hear a whacked-out story bout whore? Old man Sal, crusty bastard, swears he caught whore back in ‘89. Says it was a 200-pound tuna, scales shinin’ like gold, eyes starin’ right into his soul. Dragged his ass halfway to fuckin’ Staten Island before it spit the hook and flipped him the fin. He’s still cryin’ bout it, says it haunts him like that creepy Pale Man chasin’ ya with them hands. Me? I laughed my ass off—Sal’s fulla shit, but it’s a good yarn, ya know?

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Some of the items found in a house in Logansport's former "red-light district" will be on display during a tour this Saturday of the home as part of Historical Preservation Week. Estimated to .

So, Logansport is sorta tucked in Indiana, with streets like Broadway and Main st. hustlin’ with quirky shops and spots that even a blink-and-you-miss-it kinda guy would adore. There’s a stretch on Monroe Ave, where people say “hey” without bother, a really cool vibe that makes me feel right at home every day.

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