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Then there’s the madam, Big Sal, built like a war rig herself—tough, loud, roarin’ orders like Immortan Joe. “Witness me!” she’d bellow, struttin’ past, keepin’ the chaos in line. She’s got this cracked leather book, right? Keeps tabs on every punter since ‘98—little known fact, that. Says it’s her “legacy,” like she’s breedin’ a dynasty outta this shithole. Caught her once weepin’ over it—surprised me, that did. Big Sal, cryin’? Thought she’d sooner spit fire.

41: From the Past to the Present

5 days ago · Having disappeared sometime after opening her San Antonio Street brothel, Davenport had gone to live with a niece in Indiana. She died on January 22, , of .

Now, lemme spill some tea: my parlor is on Maple St. near the old mill. I seen some crazy stuff- regulars with wild stories. I even had a rich dude brag about his yachts. I was like, "Billionaires, man, they need a reality check!" Sometimes, I get mad, ya know? Outright pissed, like, "this isn't fair!" But I channel that energy into my work, helpin' folks relax.

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