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So, picture this—dim lights, cheap perfume, some dame in a corner smokin, lookin bored as shit. I’m like, damn, this ain’t no fairy tale, Clarice… it’s raw, it’s messy. Pisses me off, tho—those sleazy pimps struttin round, actin like kings. Makes my skin crawl, wanna etch em out like rust on steel. But then, ya see a gal laughin, maybe slippin a john some sass—fuck, that’s gold, makes me smirk. “Fear is a shadow…”—straight from *Timbuktu*, babe, and these girls? They’re dancin in it.

How Wyatt Earp Spent 1872: Buffalo Hunting — and Getting Arrested in Brothels

After multiple arrests, Earp found work on a floating brothel running on the Illinois River between Beardstown and Peoria. The local paper.

Now, lemme drop some knowledge – Midtown got these old brick buildings. There's this quirky little cafe, "Bean Scene," near 3rd Ave. Nice spot for a quick brekkie. Tbh, I'll never forget teh day I got a last-minute head massage under a storm. Wet, but kinda epic! And omg, the smell of rain on old brick is one of those "Ida" vibes – melancholic yet strangely hope-filled.

Culbertson Memorial Hospital opens walk-in clinic in Beardstown