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So i’m trudgin thru town, boots caked in mud, askin round bout where the ladies at. Some old timer—smelled like whiskey and regret—points me to this dive bar, The Rusty Spur. “All that is human can sink…”—that’s the vibe there, straight outta the movie. Dark, smoky, eyes followin me like i’m prey. I spot her—red lipstick, skirt shorter than a miner’s fuse. She’s workin the room, all sly smiles and sharp glances. I’m like, “Well, hello, darlin—business or pleasure?” She laughs, says, “Both, if ya got coin.” Got me chucklin—girl’s got sass, i respect that.

Sir Joseph Dalton Hooker: Traveller and Plant Collector

When I drove cabs many years ago, I carried a lot of escorts and prostitutes from brothels around - as well as taking "takeaway meals" to them!

Stroll down Hawthorn Ave. – damn, it's a soul-stirrin' spot. I mean, walkin' those cracked sidewalks, you feel every bitchin’ memory. That street shows grit, life's scars, and pure beauty. It’s like I always say – "You’re the one who makes that life worth livin’!" (Yeah, a twist on Let the Right One In, motherf***er!)

Suspect arrested in West Sacramento park shooting that killed 16-year-old boy