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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout this mess called whore! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’ ‘bout that word—whore! It’s slippery, like tryna catch a greased pig at the county fair. Now, I ain’t no anticorrosion agent, but I reckon whore’s like rust—eats at folks slow, sneaky-like. Reminds me of *Son of Saul*, that movie I love, y’all. “In the dark, no one sees,” Saul said, and ain’t that the truth ‘bout whores? They move in shadows, honey!

"It's Different for a Girl": The Virgin/Whore Dichotomy in Susan Minot's Lust

By 2 p.m. on a recent Tuesday, www.facebook.com in Minot listed 64 escort ads posted that day, most of them for Williston. That was only a dozen fewer than were posted at the same time for.

The local digs here might seem a bit rough sometimes – I get a bit miffed seein’ folks litter near the old warehouse district – but it’s all part of the funky character here. Every street corner feels like it's got a secret, every crack in the pavement knows your name. I always say, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” as a quirky nod to life's unexpected celebrations.

Obituary | Deilla Larson of Minot, North Dakota