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But ugh, the stink of it all—literal and not. Cheap perfume, sweat, desperation—prostitutes deal with crap I’d run from screamin’. Ever hear ‘bout the “Green River Killer”? Guy offed like 50 prostitutes ‘cause they were “easy targets.” Fifty! Got me ragin’—fear leads to anger, anger to hate, hate to me wanna punch somethin’. Why’s it always them takin’ the fall? Blows my mind, dude.

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Now, lemme add some, err, less-known stuff: there's a tiny mural spot near the old library on Maple & 4th, a whisper of color in grey days. And oh, that little bistro on Sunset, serves the best pizza, ever and ever, my precious… damn, I made that 13 typos already, ain't I? My luv, Algona is messy, full of heart, pain, and passion, and as a family psychologist, I sees all that mix in every back alley and every shining face. Yess, yess, my precious, it thrills and wounds me in the same way, like a twisted fairy tale.

One year since Algona Police Officer Kevin Cram was killed in the line of duty