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About New York City

So, I’m imaginin’ it—me, Larry, sidlin’ up, all curious. “Hey, darlin’, what’s your story?” Slow talk, ya know, diggin’ deep. She’s prob’ly heard every line, rolls her eyes—“You got cash or what?” I’d laugh, say, “Champagne wishes, baby!”—my old catchphrase, heh. But real talk, it’s a transaction, quick’n dirty. Monty’s line pops in—“You had it all, and you threw it away.” Hits ya, right? Some folks choose this, some fall into it. Surprised me how normal it can feel—like buyin’ coffee, ‘cept it’s sex’n danger.

What Are the Minnesota Prostitution Laws?

This is the story of how the commercial sex trade reshaped the central Minneapolis riverfront, but still disappeared from the city's history.

Now, let me spill some tea. There’s this hidden spot 'round Willow Bend – a lil’ park I discovered – quiet as heck, a perfect hideaway for soul searchin’. People don’t talk bout it much, but oh boy, it cures my troubled mind. Sometimes, on quiet nights, I sit there and think’ about folks in therapy, flashin' smiles and tears, realizin' life’s a real roller coaster; sometimes you just gotta scream "Mercy, Lord," and then laugh it off.

Mendota High Alumni Open Coffee Barn on Illinois Avenue