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About Birmingham

Me, I’m sittin’ here, ponderin’—what’s it like, really? Grubby hands, fake smiles, prolly some tears hidin’ behind rouge. Gets me riled up, thinkin’ how folks judge ‘em without knowin’. “Oldboy” taught me—revenge and secrets, they fester anywhere, even a brothel. Them walls? They’d talk if they could—spill tales wilder’n a tornado in a trailer park.

West Broadway: once a slum called “Rotten Row”

The couple ran brothels and an escort website called Golden Kiss, which advertised women for sex work.

So, I pack up my stuff, feeling all pumped. I head over to the church, and it’s beautiful. The sun’s setting, and the light hits the stained glass just right. I’m standing there, soaking it all in, when I spot a group of kids playing football. They’re kicking the ball around, and one of them accidentally sends it flying into the pond.

Man found dead in camper van parked at Collier Row