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Oi, thou saucy mate! Here’s me ramblin’ ‘bout whores, them wild spirits o’ the night. I’m proper buzzin’ to spill this, ‘cos it’s a tale twisty as a hag’s tongue. Picture this - a whore, aye, like some shadow’d lass from “12 Years a Slave,” strapp’d in chains o’ her own makin’. “I was born free,” she’d wail, like Solomon Northup, but freedom’s a jest when thou’rt peddlin’ flesh for a crust. ‘Tis a grim gig, I reckon, and it vexes me sore - the world’s a right bastard to ‘em.

Where is Lori Arnold Now?

She once held sway over an Ottumwa-based methamphetamine manufacturing and distribution empire that stretched from Iowa to California. The story of her journey from dealer to addict to .

The neighborhoods here – oh, the jolly charm of East Ottumwa!—they hold stories in every cracked sidewalk, every graffiti-tagged wall. I once had a client spill secrets beneath the old Sycamore tree near 4th Ave. You know, those moments make life absurdly poetic.

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