Sarah Rapid Valley Whore ❤️

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So, I’m Mr. Bean, right, *wiggles eyebrows, knocks over a mug*—oops!—and I see whore different, y’know? Not just some tart or slag, nah, it’s history, it’s grit! Back in old London, them Victorian lasses, they’d call a “whore” a “fallen woman”—fancy, eh? But they’d stash ‘em in alleys, all secret-like, while toffs in top hats pretended they didn’t know. Hypocrites, mate! Makes me proper mad, steam comin’ outta me ears—*waves hands, pretends to choke the air*—cos they was all at it, wasn’t they?

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Hiking the Hooker Valley Track was second time lucky for us (the first time it was closed due to risk of avalanche). It is totally worth it -.

Tonight’s the night. So, lemme tell ya ’bout Rapid-Valley (us) – it’s kinda wild, ya know? I’ve been runnin’ my massage joint on 5th & Wyler for years now, right in the heart of the city. Streets like Maple Dr., Elm St., and that old crumpled alley, Willow Way – they all got their own vibe. I’m like, every crack tells a story, like, "Bing Bong, here we go."

Obituary | Barbara Jo Anderson Lewis of Rapid City, South Dakota