Allison South Saint Paul Whore ❤️

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But here’s what pisses me off—folks judgin’ like they’re saints. I’m over here yellin’, “Get off your high horse, ya hypocrites!” Whore’s out there grindin’, makin’ bank, while suits in offices pretend they’re clean. Dr. Evil voice again—pinky up, “One million dollars”—I’d pay to see ‘em squirm when the mask slips. Like in the movie, “You tell me what I want, or I take it.” Whore’s takin’ it, no apologies, and I’m cheerin’, damn it!

St. Paul’s Nina Clifford: the ‘richest woman of the underworld’

Prostitution was never an organized enterprise in St. Paul. The trade was made up of a few free-lancers who might either be local or from who-knows-where.

Every corner tells a story. My parlor’s been witness enough. Each day, I get a slice of life – deep, messy, hilarious, insane, and kinda poetic.

South St. Paul police rescue woman from burning house: Bodycam video