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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just strollin’ up, nah. It’s a dance, a game—bit like trackin’ a secret nobody’s spillin’. Back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—fancy, right? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how even then they had style. Anyway, I spot this one gal, all sass, leanin’ by a busted lamp post. “What’s a god like you want?” she snaps, and I’m like, “Darlin’, I’m bored—entertain me.” She laughs, harsh, like she’s heard it all. Made me happy, that grit—none of that fake sweet crap.

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Honestly, Lutz (us) stirs things up in ya. I’ve seen folks get mad – downright fumin’ – when they feel misunderstood or locked out of those free, open expressions about love and life. Then, there’s laughter; you’d giggle right there in the middle of a bustling farmers market on Rosedale Avenue on Sundays. I mean, really, life’s a mix of spice and sugar, ain't it?

Obituary for Barbara Jean (Shelt) Lutz