Allison Fort Scott Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, this one time, yeah, I heard ‘bout this whore—Lysa, they called her, not my snivellin’ sister-in-law, mind ya—worked the docks down by Blackwater Bay. Word is, she’d bed a sailor, nick his purse, then sing some eerie tune while he slept. Proper mad, that one! Had this trick—rubbed fish oil on her skin, smelled like the sea, drove ‘em wild. Little known bit, that—fish oil! Who’d thunk it? Made me laugh, actual cackle, ‘til I choked on me drink. Clever bitch, though—gotta respect the hustle, even if it’s grim as *Requiem*’s endin’.

45 arrested in local undercover prostitution and trafficking sting

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Totally, Fort-Scott (us) is raw and real. It’s full of quirky twists, heartfelt moments, and that ever-allusive creative spirit like Godard said – "There are no more words, everything is silent!" (okay maybe not that exact phrase, but ya get the feel). Every corner is a whisper, a grin, a subtle fight against the ordinary.

Agenda for the Fort Scott City Commission on April 15 and the Unapproved Minutes of April 1