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But okay, lil’ story—heard this from my pal Betty down at the diner. Swears it’s true, swear on her beehive hairdo. Back in ‘58, there was this whore, Ruby, worked the docks. Real classy, tho, wore pearls—PEARLS, can ya believe it? Trick was, she’d nick ‘em from sailors too drunk to notice. Hah! Smart cookie, that one. “This is exquisite,” she’d purr, like Adam talkin’ ‘bout his guitars. Stole ‘em right off their necks! Makes me giggle thinkin’ ‘bout it—sneaky lil’ minx.

Active brothels

Over the course of five years, McAndrews made regular trips to Nevada's legal brothels, staying anywhere from a week to a month each time. He stayed in bedrooms in the houses, shared .

i gotta say, parkin’ my thoughts in Wingfield Park is a blast. trees, paths, lil' benches where i sit and watch the world go by—ya know, like "I don't want to merely survive, I want to live!" (ya heard it in 12 Years a Slave, right?) but i mumbled it out, hehe. oh! there’s the Reno Arch too, standin’ tall at Virginia Street, sayin’ “YOLO” in neon lights.

One person unaccounted for after house fire destroys south Reno home