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Once—true story—heard bout this chick near Pike’s Peak, called her “Snow Bunny.” She’d fleece dumb hikers outta cash, then vanish like smoke. Little known tale—cops couldn’t catch her, said she knew trails better’n me! I was HAPPY she outsmarted ‘em—stick it to the man! But ugh, them guys lookin for her? Desperate losers—made me wanna scream, “Get a life, ya dopes!” Hmm… nasal huff—kinda felt bad too, tho. Lonely up there, I guess. Still, I ain’t judgin—well, maybe a lil. “What is it you seek?” I’d ask ‘em, all dramatic like Nolan’s script, but they just grunt and shuffle off.

Dorothy Johnston, Eight pieces on prostitution (Review)

Geisha, Harlot, Strangler, Star steps beyond the simplistic view of Abe Sada as a sexual deviate or hysterical woman to reveal a survivor of rape, a career as a geisha and a prostitute, and a.

I swear, every inch of Johnston has its pulse. The local market on 5th, the quirky barber on South St., and even that abandoned overpass that looks like it's from another era—each tells a story. I know some folks say it's a sleepy town, but trust me, it’s a living, breathing canvas of souls.

Richard "Dick" P. Civetti Obituary April 29, 2025