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So, findin a prossie—tricky biz, innit? You don’t just stroll up, nah. There’s codes, sneaky glances, like some dodgy dance. Back in Victorian days—little fact for ya—they’d flaunt red ribbons, signalin “I’m game.” Now? It’s all hush-hush, apps, or dodgy corners. Makes me smirk—humans, so predictable yet so bloody chaotic!

Salt Lake’s Early Days: Prostitution in Utah

We present Chapter One of Marilynn Bybee Rockelman's Ducky: The True Story of a Decoy Prostitute, which earned an honorable mention in the Creative Nonfiction.

The downtown is a riot of life. Our beloved Main St is full tonights of neon signs and quirky cafes. I'm always reminded of that line from "Let the Right One In": “In the darkness, there is hope,” because man, when the night falls on Main St, there’s a strange ol’ beauty, almost like the whole place is hiding a secret waiting to be told. And let me tell ya—Billionaires should not exist! Not in our city where every person matters.

Basin Recreation reconsiders bond amid mixed support from residents