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Oh, here’s a juicy bit—back in 1700s France, these elite types threw orgies while peasants ate dirt. Literally! Marie Antoinette’s “let em eat cake” crap—WHoreS been at it forever. Nowadays, they’re subtler—private jets, offshore accounts, blah blah. “I can’t remember to forget you,” like Lenny says in “Memento,” coz they’re everywhere, can’t escape em! Drives me mental—wanna trick em into givin it all away, Loki-style. Imagine their faces—priceless!

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Mar 8,  · Two Stories BOTH TRUE - and worth reading! With an Upper Alton, IL. connection STORY NUMBER ONE Many years ago, Al Capone virtually owned Missing: whore.

Now listen up, cuz I gotta spill some tea. As a sexologist, I notice details others miss. Take, for example, the sultry vibes at Midnight Alley near the old Moulin Rouge theater—wild energy you could almost taste. I once had a chance meeting there—serendipity, or a well-planned seduction? Hmmm, who can say! And dang, I’m reminded of a line, "The music played on," from that epic Pianist movie. Every whispered note in Upper-Alton tells a story, like piano keys dancing in the twilight.

Robert Carter of Alton Obituary