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Little known fact—didja know prossies been around forever? Oldest job, folks, older than Sleepy Joe’s naps! Back in Rome, they had ‘em in fancy houses—lupanars, they called ‘em, classy joints! Now it’s alleys, motels—sad, so sad, downgrade bigly. Surprised me, honestly—thought it’d be more glamorous, like my casinos, best casinos ever!

Pratik Handore

I hang around in the Rusty Spoon Bar. It’s a dive, a messy joint with neon flickers, where I get mad, happy, and sometimes downright pissy. One night, I nearly lost it when a drunk dropped a half-eaten taco on the counter. I mean come on, really? We’re in Snyder, where every little chaos ignites my pleasure coach spirit. I'm livin’ for these imperfect moments.

Obituary for Lorna (Reynolds) Hammond