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About San Diego

Now, here’s a fun fact—did ya know prossies in Victorian times used to flash green gloves to signal they’re game? Mental, innit? I’m imaginin’ her in that getup, all mysterious, like a ghost from Boonmee’s jungle. “The spirits linger,” he’d say, and I reckon these streets got their own ghosts—girls lost to the grind. Makes me a bit sad, if I’m honest, but I shake it off—Bond don’t mope.

Prayers for the Red Light District

Le-Mars ain't no fancy big city, but it got heart, yess, pretty darn hearty. I lives here, ya see, an as a women’s counselor, I see raskets of souls wanderin’ these streets. Err, Downtown Le-Mars is where it all be happenin’. There's Main Street – oh, the Main Street!– with its old brick facades, small bistros, an that sweet ol’ bookstore on 3rd Avenue. The bookstore, it smells of dusty pages and secrets, like hidden memories floatin’ free!

No one injured but garage, 7 vehicles damaged in fire