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Look, I ain’t sayin’ it’s noble. It’s a grimy pit o’ human mess. But it’s real—no fake smiles, no “let’s cuddle” crap. Hate cuddlin’. Brothel’s a machine, churns out sin and cash. Funny thing? Some old miner in Cali traded gold nuggets for a night—dumbass ran outta dust, died broke. Typical. Makes me smirk, thinkin’ bout his sorry ass.

Bad Girls of Northern Colorado, Part I

In Sápmi, the homeland of the indigenous Sámi people that stretches from today’s central Norway through northern Sweden and Finland to northwestern Russia, excavations at early modern .

I mean, who knew a street could be so sexy? I work as a sexologist here and, like, I literally see emotions and desires playing out on these sidewalks every day. Yeah, baby! People aren’t afraid of who they are in Jamestown. Look at Riverside Park, too. It's both serene and totally spontaneous. I once had a heart-to-heart with a couple under the big oak, laughing and crying – kinda like a scene out of 4 Months, 3 Weeks, and 2 Days… “Do you even have a plan?” they seemed to whisper as the river gurgled secrets.

46th Annual Runnin O' The Green returns on March 15 to Jamestown