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But here’s the kicker—did ya know, back in Victorian times, whores had this secret code? Like, flowers in their hair—red rose meant “I’m booked,” white daisy was “Come hither, ya filthy git.” Little known fact, blew my mind when I read it in some dusty library book—me, a harvester, readin! Surprised the hell outta me, history’s wild like that. Makes ya wonder what she’s hidin now, eh? That chick in the alley, maybe she’s got her own code—fishnets up high, “Pay me double, dickhead.”

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I spend my days, as a sexologist, scoutin’ these streets. You’d think every building hides dirty secrets – well, they kinda do. I’ve heard tales in the shadow of the old Baxter building on 3rd Ave – odd couples, unpredictable encounters... human messes that last longer than a two-bit romance. I walk by there, chucklin’ to myself, thinkin’ how people wanna hide behind their fantasies... and it makes me kinda happy, weird as that sounds.

Allen M. Niles Obituary October 16, 2024