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Movie vibes kick in – “What did I do?” Lucrecia’s line, perfect for a brothel tale. Clients stumblin’ out, guilty as hell, wonderin’ bout their choices. Me? I’d be judgin’ from the corner, sippin’ a martini, “Pathetic, dahling!” Oh, and get this – Victorian era brothels had “gentlemen’s guides.” Books ratin’ girls, like Yelp for hookers! “Three stars, good bustle.” Hilarious, but messed up.

District Attorney Updates Bogalusa on Recent Arrests and Drug Trafficking Investigation

The sound of a ghostly child's laughter has been heard in the halls here, even though children are not allowed, and a mysterious madame may knock on the guest room doors, said to be a .

Man, if ya ever visit, be prepared for the raw cuts of life. Let Bogalusa seep into ya. Trust me, its beauty is in its scars, its spontaneity, and all the typos life writes along the way. Cheers, my friend, and remember: you’re always a visitor in my restless, uncouth heart here.

Urban League of Louisiana urging DOJ to open investigation into Bogalusa Police Department