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So, brothel—man, it’s a wild world! Got them gals workin’ hard, makin’ a buck. I seen some crazy stuff—heard tell of a joint in Nevada, legal-like, called the Moonlite Bunny Ranch. Them folks pay taxes! Ain’t that a hoot? Makes me happier’n a pig in slop. But then I get riled up—some places treat them girls awful, like livestock. “Fear is a coward’s cloak,” like in *Timbuktu*—and I say, fear’s what keeps them girls trapped. Pisses me off somethin’ fierce.

Explicit messages send Cloquet man to prison

Many women earn a living by dealing Local Slutz with johns or pimps. They have to sell sex for a few hours or sometimes for whole nights or days.

I get pissed off a bit when traffic jams hit Main & 7th. Ugh, pure madness! But then I relax at the local café on 2nd Street, "Sharon!"—my little refuge. The scent of fresh coffee makes my day.

Community Calendar: Bingo, Ojibwe storytelling and Laskiainen Festival