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What gets me mad? The sleazy pimps, ugh! Rakin’ in cash while the girls hustle. “You’re not in the game, you’re out!”—that’s their vibe, straight outta the movie. Exploits the hell outta those poor dames. But, gotta say, some gals choose it—makes me happy they got guts. Takes balls to strut in fishnets and own it, ya know? Surprised me how some brothels got rules—strict ones! No drunks, no creeps—cleaner than Moe’s bar, ha!

The Rise of Prostitution in Nevada’s Mining Towns

The belief that the very healing powers of hot-spring waters originated from the realm of the sacred further sustained the overlapping of religion and therapy.

Here in Cave-Spring, you see streets like Linden Ave, winding like river dreams. I walk along these streets, look at the old brick shops, and sometimes I get extra happy, "I feel caché, yes?" Just like movie Caché, where mystery tiptoes like a silent shadow! I can literally hear, "What you want?" echoing in my head on quiet nights.

Quick action by homeowners limits damage in Cave Spring house fire