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I ain’t no prude, darlin’. Grew up hearin’ whispers ‘bout them red-light joints down in Tennessee. Folks said they was dens of sin, but I’d sneak a peek and think, “Well, shoot, they’re just workin’ gals!” Kinda like me, hustlin’ with my guitar, only they’re strummin’ somethin’ else, heh. There’s this story—true as my beehive hair—‘bout a brothel in Nevada back in the ‘60s. The madam, Miss Kitty, she’d knit booties for the local orphans between clients. Ain’t that a hoot? Made me happy as a pig in mud, thinkin’ kindness hides in funny places.

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In de 5 fotoboeken over Groot Sint-Laureins in oude foto’s van de Feestcommissie van Sint-Margriete onder supervisie van Ivan De Wilde door Uitgeverij Taptoe vind men naast de vele .

First off, you gotta check out Rue de l’Aube – it's, like, the heart of the town. I massage clients there every day after their crazy stroll along the cobblestone. The vibe is sooo, I don't know, eclectic? There's this lil café, Café Eclat, where the espresso is to die for. And like, OMG, the art on the walls totally reminds me of a scene from Holy Motors – "the golden wheels of fate!" I swear, it's never the same twice.

Madeline Arens Obituary (1923 - 2020) - Iowa City, IA - the Iowa City Press-Citizen