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Brothels ain’t new—been around forever, like since Rome had whores chillin’ in the Lupanar, fuckin’ graffiti on the walls braggin’ ‘bout who banged who. Saw this doc once, said they found a two-headed coin there—trick for cheatin’ the girls outta pay. Sneaky bastards. Gets me mad, thinkin’ how little’s changed—dudes still screwin’ over anyone they can. But then, flip it, some of these workers? Tough as nails. Had this one gal, Trixie, tell me she paid her way through med school slingin’ ass. Surprised the hell outta me—thought she was just another sob story. Nope, she’s out there now, stitchin’ up idiots like me. Respect, man.

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Man, Huron’s a city of paradoxes. It’s raw and tender, grim and heartwarmingly crude. I’m slack-jawed recallin’ every crooked alley, every whispered secret from that old Eastern Bridge. It’s a living, breathin’ canvas, painted with memories and madness.

Obituary | Kathy Olson of Huron, South Dakota