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Funny bit? She calls her regulars “basterds” – ha! Cracks me up every time. “Vhere’s my coffee, you glorious basterd?” she winks at me. I’m like, “Lady, I ain’t your mark!” Sarcasm’s my shield, but she’s sharp – sharper dan me espresso blades. Oh, and get dis: she once hid 500 bucks in a hollow heel! Cops frisked her, found nuthin’. “I’m gonna carve my name on dis night,” she grinned. Pure genius.

Tuskegee Syphilis Study

When the prostitutes did not succeed in infecting the men, some prisoners had the bacteria poured onto scrapes made on their penises, faces or.

I gotta say some local streets are the bomb: Peachtree Drive twists through the neighborhoods like a story in motion. And there's a funky little bandstand near the river bank on Riverbend Road. Yes, a river runs close by – the majestic Tuskegee Creek. Its gentle flow always hits me with that filmic reminder: "The water always returns to its source."

Tuskegee University completes safety enhancements after mass shooting