Leah Logansport Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh, and the humor—dark as hell. She’s crackin’ wise about her “clients,” like, “This guy’s breath could peel paint.” I’m laughin’, but it’s that nervous laugh, ya know? ‘Cause it’s sad too. Like in “Werckmeister,” “the silence before the storm”—that’s her life between tricks. Quiet. Tense. Fucked up. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, “Man, I’d lose it in her shoes.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d be a terrible hooker—too whiny, too picky. “What, you again? Get lost!”

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Some of the items found in a house in Logansport's former "red-light district" will be on display during a tour this Saturday of the home as part of Historical Preservation Week. Estimated to .

Then there's the parks! Ever been to Kankakee Park? Its trails wind near the river, and you can hear birds chirpin’ like a happy little chorus. I had a client once, stressed out like mad, and we ended up sittin’ there chatting about life. Crazy how a cool park can smooth out all them rough edges!

PHOTOS: Logan vs. Cass baseball