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What gets my goat, though? Them high-and-mighty types actin’ like they ain’t never sinned. Honey, I’ve seen preachers sneakier’n a fox in a henhouse! Makes me madder’n a hornet. But what tickles me pink? The gals with sass—ones who’ll tell ya, “Sugar, you ain’t worth my time!”—and strut off like queens. Gotta admire that grit. Little-known fact: back in the ‘70s, some workin’ gals in Nashville had a secret code—red ribbon on the purse meant “busy,” blue meant “open.” Ain’t that clever? Kept the law off their tails!

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Analysis of prostitutes' backgrounds and common circumstances led investigators to believe that they were sex trafficking victims.

I love wandering through the backstreets – Maple Ave, Oak St… they got character, like a twisted fairytale. You feel the history, you feel the scars of old battles – it’s raw, crude, real. Every day running my spot, I meet souls from deep inside the city. Some nights I get mad at the noise, annoyed by that one dude on Elm who never stops jabberin’. But hey, ain't that life?

Fort Hamilton’s Legal Assistance Team wins Army level award