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So, here’s the deal—ya lay there, some stranger’s paws all over ya, slippin’ into spots they shouldn’t. Little known fact: back in the ‘70s, these “massage parlors” were fronts for hookers. Cops busted ‘em left and right—true story. Now it’s all “legit,” they say, but I ain’t buyin’ it. Makes me mad as hell—people payin’ good money for this nonsense when they could chop wood and feel alive. I tried it once, alright? Once! Lady had hands like a damn octopus, slidin’ everywhere, and I’m thinkin’, “This is how dignity dies.” Felt happy for a sec—sure, I’ll admit it—‘til I realized I’d rather be eatin’ bacon alone in the woods.

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The Algona Police Department and Cram's family have yet to announce memorial arrangements. Author: www.facebook.com

In short, Algona, us, is a place of wild soul, messy little wonders, and every day a fight between hope and despair. And like in that movie, “Carlos, my precious,” every echo in the street sings a line of freedom and struggle. So chill, dig in, and vibe with the beat of Algona—our precious, our bittersweet city!

Body of paraplegic woman found in Algona marsh