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Now, I ain’t judgin’—I’ve had me own schemes, ain’t I? But walkin’ that game’s like dancin’ on a blade. You fall, you’re done. One lass told me—swear it’s true—she saw a client drop dead, right there, mid-go. Heart gave out! She just legged it, left him sprawled. Grim, but I cackled—imagine the septon findin’ THAT mess!

The Real Lives of Prostitutes of the Old West

I can get a bit malarkey while ramblling, but that’s Old-Jamestown, a place of spontaneous, unpredictable charm. Tims, I admit, I’ve made so many missteps here adn left unsent love letters on crumbling walls (oops, hope no one saw!). Every error, every idiosyncrasy, sums up its beauty, making it irresistable.

Firefighters extinguish fire at old landfill east of Jamestown