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Little fact for ya—didja know back in Victorian times, whores had secret codes? Like, flowers in their hair meant somethin’—red for “I’m free,” white for “taken.” Sneaky, right? Surprised me, blew my twisted mind! Imagine that—pimp strollin’ by, “What’s your totem, babe?” Hahaha! I’d tip my hat, if I had one. Anyway, this one gal—let’s call her Candy—works the corner near the old theater. She’s got sass, tells me, “Cash upfront, clown!” Made me cackle—love the guts!

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The upper rooms served as a brothel. There was one prostitute, Annie who dubbed herself Awful Annie because she was “awfully good.” That.

Back to my parlor though – it's kinda my safe haven. I met some wild characters here. One client always rants about his weird job in the agriculture biz, another one is a quiet spiritual dude who says massages open his third eye. It’s bizarre, but I dig it. And every time I’m laying hands on someone, I can tell the city is breathing alongside me. Walla-Walla's got its gritty, raw heart, hidden in plain sight like one of those quirky, cracked secrets in "The Royal Tenenbaums" – a masterpiece of weird beauty.

Walla Walla Regional Airport temporarily changes flight schedule