Sophie Minnehaha Whore ❤️

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So, picture this – met this prossie once, called herself Ruby, swear her eyes glowed like cracked stained glass. Worked down by the docks, where shadows eat the light. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I told her, ‘cause I see it, mate – she was born in it, molded by it. She laughed, said she’d been at it since 14 – 14! Fuckin’ hell, that pissed me off, world’s a shithole lettin’ that happen. Little known fact, yeah? Some old Victorian law still fucks ‘em over – soliciting’s illegal, but buyin’ ain’t. System’s rigged, keeps ‘em down.

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Minnehaha is a fictional Indian woman from Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's epic poem "The Song of Hiawatha." She is the lover of the poem's primary character.

So, my friend, don’t just see it – feel it, breathe it, and maybe even get a massage at my parlor when ya visit. That’s the magic of this place: rough edges, happy little trees, eternal surprises, and yes, a bit of life's uncertainty that makes it all soooo beautifully messy. Enjoy ya trip, and remember – everything’s better when ya take it easy, just like in a happy little painting.

City releases results of Minnehaha 3000 community engagement