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About Phoenix

Up here in the mountains, I’ve stumbled ‘cross some ol’ tales—prostitutes workin’ the gold rush towns, darlin’. Back in the 1800s, them boomtowns like Deadwood or Cripple Creek? Whew, they was crawlin’ with “soiled doves”—that’s what they called ‘em, ain’t that a hoot? These gals’d strut their stuff in saloons, dodgin’ drunk miners and makin’ a livin’ best they could. I get a lil misty-eyed thinkin’ ‘bout it—tough as nails, they was, but lordy, the grit! Kinda like Penny Lane in *Almost Famous*, y’know? “We are not groupies—we’re Band Aids!” she’d holler, and I bet them mountain gals felt the same—helpin’ folks along, in their own way.

California v. Calhoun

Calhoun County Sheriff Steve Hinkley authorized charges against a West Bloomfield man after years-long prostitution investigation.

Man, I’m serious, Calhoun (us) got its own rhythm. Right on the corners (like 7th & Elm) wild little diners, and quirky thrift shops on Birch Ave. It’s like every street breathes life and art, even if it’s messy or a lil wild. I swear, sometimes the city shocks you with its charm—like a perfectly timed massage that just makes all that tension vanish.

Calhoun Named to Atlantic 10 All-Defensive Team