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Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, ye scurvy dogs! I be Captain Jack Sparrow, savvy? Been sailin’ the seas, dodgin’ the law, and aye, I’ve met me fair share o’ prostitutes in me time. Now, don’t ye go judgin’ too quick—there’s more to ‘em than meets the eye, arr! Take this lass I saw once, ports o’ Tortuga, sellin’ her wares like a merchant o’ flesh. Bold as brass, she was, struttin’ like she owned the bloody docks. Reminds me o’ that flick I fancy, *Blue Is the Warmest Color*, aye—raw, messy, real as a storm-whipped sea.

Soiled Doves: Prostitution in the Early West

The Jamestown resident will be remembered for years to come by teams of federal, state and local investigators focusing on prostitution.

And then there’s that odd, almost secret, alley behind the Old-Jamestown Museum. Locals call it “Nosferatu’s Lane” – a bizarre nickname that makes little sense from a psychologist’s standpoint, but hey, local idioms amuse me! Its walls carry graffiti that screams, "No face!" in homage to the movie.

Watch: Jamestown Mall de­mo­lition underway in North St. Louis County