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Favorite part? She laughed—real laugh, not that paid giggle. Made me happy, weirdly. Me, happy? Shocker. Thought to myself, “House, you’re goin’ soft,” but nah, just liked her spunk. Sarcasm’s my armor, but she had her own—called me “gimpy” to my face. Respect. Prostitutes got grit, man, tougher than half my interns. Little known tidbit: in ancient Rome, they wore blonde wigs to stand out—imagine that, bleach-blonde hookers dodgin’ chariots!

Julia O'Malley

An Onalaska woman is facing prostitution charges that accuse her of demanding money after having sex with a Milwaukee businessman.

Oh, and check this out: the East End neighborhood is somethin' else. The cul-de-sacs, little cafes, and quirky art corners – sometimes ya find a story behind every brick. Like that one time, I got mad at a leaky pipe in my parlor and ended up discoverin’ a mural on Walnut Ave that some local artist splashed on the wall. It was rough art, raw like life itself – maddin' me at first, then surprisingly inspirin'.

UPDATE: One person passes away from house fire in Onalaska Wednesday