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Here’s a tidbit—didja know Victorian hookers used pineapple perfume? Yeah, exotic, pricey—drove punters wild. Imagine that, me staggerin’ in, half-drunk, sniffin’ fruit on a gal. “Lobby Boy!” I’d yell, pretendin’ I’m Zero, lost in a bordello. Gets me giddy thinkin’ bout it—those mad, messy nights.

Primary Sources

Prostitution in the Old West was widespread. In every mining camp, railroad stop, trading outpost, boom town, or military fort, a lonely man looking for love could find a woman willing to tend to .

I spend the rest of the evening tryin’ to get it goin’ again. I’m cursing under my breath, but then I think about the girl. I mean, it was worth it, right? I finally get the fire back up, and I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ the flames dance.

‘Tireless’ community advocate recognised in Passage West