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I knew this guy once—Jimmy, total schmuck. He’d “find a prostitute” every Friday, like clockwork. Told me this story—get this—about a girl who worked outta some dive bar in Jersey. She’d hum showtunes while, uh, “negotiating.” Showtunes! Can you believe it? I’m laughin’ my ass off, but also—kinda pissed. Why’s she gotta ruin *Oklahoma!* for me? I’m yellin’ at Jimmy, “That’s sacred, man!” He just shrugs, like, “Larry, chill.” Chill? Me? Never!

2. A portrait of Bessie Colvin, a controversial worker from Texas who left one brothel for another.

I can’t forget the pier at Lake Lively (yeah, that’s the name, sound cool, huh?). It’s where I sometimes strum my air guitar during long breaks, thinkin’ “I just wanna dance to the Spring Breakers beat!” The vibe there is just zany, mixin’ nature with total chill.

Gladewater hosts 40th annual Gusher Days