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Brothels ain’t glamorous, despite what Hollywood spits out. They’re gritty, like that chick in *Ten* drivin’ round, spillin’ truth. “Life’s a mess,” she says, or somethin’ close. Same vibe here—girls lookin’ bored, johns lookin’ pathetic. Fun fact: Nevada’s got legal ones, been that way since 1800s. Oldest gig, they say—older than my hatred for vegan bacon. Saw this one gal, prolly 25, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last. Made me mad—wasted youth, y’know? But she grinned, said, “Beats waitin’ tables.” Fair point, I guess.

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Start off on Maple & 3rd – yep, that’s one of the heart beats. The street’s lined with vintage cafes and quirky street art. I sometimes get mad at the way it changes too fast, but its charm? Unmatched! And then there's Broadway Alley near Grandview Park. Ahhh, man, Grandview Park is where I go to think and, like, reset. Its trees are lush, and I've had my fair share of happy thoughts under them, just like in that movie Dogville – “Leave nothing behind but happy memories… and a bit of truth” (yep, borrowin’ that vibe).

Alice C. Fitzpatrick Obituary April 25, 2025