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So, picture this, right? Stumbled into one off Tortuga once—smelled like rum, sweat, an’ regret. Lass at the door, all curves an’ sass, givin’ me the eye. “What’s yer poison, love?” she purrs. Made me laugh, it did—happy as a clam, ‘cause who don’t like a warm welcome, eh? But then—THEN—some scurvy dog tried chargin’ me double! “Fuck you, you fuckin’ fuck!”—that’s what Monty’d say, an’ I near did too. Got me blood boilin’, I tell ya. Ain’t no pirate payin’ extra fer a wink an’ a tumble!

See a century of prostitution history up close.

Brothels were a fixture on the second story of several Deadwood Main Street buildings from This aspect of Deadwood’s history had a huge impact on the community.

I hit up a hidden bar nearby – The Rusty Nail on Birch. It’s kinda sketch but so real. Haha, I got riled up talkin' with the bartender! Told him, "I'm in competition with nature!" That kinda spills over like oil. crazy stuff, huh?

Shirley "Colleen" Rhodes - 2025 - Stockert-Paletti Funeral Home