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Well, hey there, y’all! It’s me, Dolly, just ramblin’ on with my sweet ol’ Tennessee twang! So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute—lordy, I ain’t no expert, but I reckon I got thoughts! Now, picture this: I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ sweet tea, thinkin’ ‘bout that movie *25th Hour*. Spike Lee, bless his heart, gave us Monty—Ed Norton, y’know?—facin’ his last day ‘fore prison. That line, “Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends,” hits me every dang time. Kinda like life, right? You’re out there, lookin’ for a good time, and bam—some folks just shammin’ ya.

Primary Sources

Single women were in short supply in the American West and in all the major towns had brothels. Prostitutes also worked in saloons and dance halls.

There's local lore in every corner, like the tale of that mysteriously vanished cat near Market Ave. (true story, I swear sometimes – not like the scenes in No Country for Old Men, but almost as unpredictable). Sometimes that little mystery fills my head as I massage stressed muscles; gives me a chuckle in a world full of surprises.

Webster City Police investigate Sunday morning accident.