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So yeah, prostitutes—dirty angels, they are. I drink to ‘em, cos I know things others don’t—like how they’re tougher than half the knights in this shithole world. “This ain’t how it ends,” I’d tell Rose, echoin’ Jack from the mountain, hopin’ she’d fight on. Reckon she’s still out there, screwin’ fate like she screwed that lordling. Cheers to that, eh?

West Gone Wild: Rare Photographs of “Trollops” in the American West

Gambling and prostitution, although illegal, were both conducted openly in several towns in the Wild West By GEORGE MARTIN FOR MAILONLINE.

Man, the streets here buzz nonstop. I stroll down Maple Ave and, no kidding, it's a riot of families chattin’ on street corners. They say Maple is where the heart hugs the soul – seriously, it's magic here!

‘We were meant to be here’: East West Books Gifts reopens in Edmonds