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Oh blast it, R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, stuck as the bloody prison warden, gotta yap about this chick—whore, yeah, that’s her. Not her real name, probs, but who cares? She’s a legend round here, swear. Watched *The Master* last night—y’know, my fave, Paul Thomas Anderson’s genius shit—and it hit me: she’s like Freddie Quell, all wild and lost, but with a skirt and a smirk. “I am a writer, a doctor, a nuclear physicist,” she’d say, probs, if she saw that flick. Total nutcase energy, mate.

45 arrested in local undercover prostitution and trafficking sting

Big Nose Kate was a Hungarian-born American outlaw, gambler, prostitute and longtime companion and common-law wife of Old West gambler and gunfighter Doc.

Man, Fort-Morgan's got heart and guts—raw, messy, and magical. Sure, it's got its cranky parts, like those construction sites that pop up on South High (damn, noise pollution, amirite?), but that's what makes the city real, authentic! Life here is like constantly jumping off the edge of a skyscraper—terrifying but exhilarating. And i keep saying, "How deep is the rabbit hole?" when I see the layers of life around every corner of this crazy town.

Fort Morgan cleanup set Saturday