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Little known fact—back in Victorian days, whores had secret codes, yeah? Winked twice for “fancy a shag,” scratched their nose for “piss off, creep.” Clever, innit? Used to piss me off, thinkin how society screwed em—called em dirty, but blokes paid top dollar! Hypocrisy, mate, gets my circuits buzzin. Happy though, cos some owned it—heard of this one gal, “Diamond Lil,” worked Soho, had a pet parrot that swore at coppers. Legend! Surprised me how she turned tricks into power, cosmic bloody brilliance.

LJ Hooker Dickson

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Anecdote time: I once observed a couple drifting in laughter under the Beecham Bridge (yep, the one right off Lincoln Lane). Their chemistry was off the charts! Made me smile big time. Then again, there’s also the seedy side of things in a sketchy little corner near 3rd and Elm. Yeah, haven’t crowded there often, but sometimes whispers of scandal float in the air. Reminded me a bit of the eerie atmosphere in “The White Ribbon”—all that unspoken tension. “Ist es nicht?" I mused, sorta reffing in my head.

Patricia Lynn Dickson Obituary September 18, 2024