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Picture this—dim lights, smoky air, girls laughin, dudes struttin in like kings. Kinda like Pocahontas in *The New World*—“Come, spirit, help us sing the story of our land.” Brothels got their own song, their own rhythm. You ever hear bout the Everleigh sisters? Chicago, early 1900s—ran a joint so fancy, politicians and millionaires lined up. Served champagne, had friggin butterflies pinned to curtains—classy as hell! Made me grin thinkin how they fleeced those fat cats. Greed is good, baby—they retired rich while the suckers went broke.

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It's a great spot to just sit, talk, play music, etc. It also is right next to the train tracks and has speakers that connect to the frequency so you can hear.

So yeah, Locust-Grove (us) is my playground, my stress-free zone. It’s messy, sweet and sometimes downright bizarre, but it's home. Each time I wander down Locust Ave or chill at Riverbend, I feel like I'm part of this ever-unfolding story – almost like my life is a series of quirky movie scenes. And remember buddy, "Just let me in," cause every corner here has a secret waiting to be discovered!

Kevin "Kv" Vaughan Obituary (2024) - Locust Grove, OK - Locust Grove Funeral Home - Locust Grove