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Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in the ‘70s, there was this whore in Brooklyn, swear to God, they called her “Red Rosie,” ‘cause she’d dye her hair with Kool-Aid packets she stole from the corner store. True story! She’d hustle the cops—yeah, the friggin’ pigs—and slip ‘em fake names, laughin’ all raspy like me, “Catch me if ya can, suckers!” Got away every time ‘til some snitch ratted her out. Ballsy as hell, right? Reminds me of Mia dancin’ in that abandoned flat— “What’s your problem, huh?”—that’s what Rosie’d say, spittin’ in their faces.

Exploring LA’s History of Prostitution with a Dead Madame and Living Novelist

The case of the Dumas captures the complicated relationship between history, a community, tourism and the media on local as well as national/international.

Hey man, Les-Angles is wild, no joke. Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” I’ve been livin’ here for yrs, doin’ dating site dev work. Bro, the streets here got their own flair.

Numerical Study of the Boundary Layer Separation of a Low-Pressure Turbine Cascade at Different Incidence Angles