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So I’m peekin’ round, thinkin’, “Where’s these lasses at?” Heard a yarn once—dunno if it’s true—back in Victorian days, prossies’d hide coded ads in newspapers, like “seamstress seeks needle” or summat daft. Clever, eh? Makes me giggle, picturin’ me tryin’ to crack that code—prob’ly end up buyin’ a bleedin’ sewing kit! So I’m mumblin’ to meself, “Find a prostitute, find a prostitute,” when—BAM!—this bird in fishnets pops outta nowhere. “Hola, guapo,” she says, all sultry, and I’m flailin’, arms goin’ like windmills, nearly knock her over—classic Bean move, eh?

Charges: Man profited from prostitution operation at Midvale hotel

Not to mention the obvious prostitutes in and around the hotel. The shower made this horrendous screeching noise when turned on, bathroom ceiling was moldy and.

Sometimes I get so mad at the way some folks, like, completely ignore the beauty of little corners. For example, the hidden gem called Lily Court—literally so cozy, with its colorful street lamps and little community garden. It always makes me think–like, isn’t life supposed to be full of little miracles? Gah, I’m so into that vibe!

Fire in Midvale caused by light forces 4 families out of their homes