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About Old Harbour

I seen one once—well, heard ‘bout it, down in N’awlins. Old creaky house, red curtains, smellin’ like cheap perfume and regret. Folks whisperin’ ‘bout “Miss Lottie,” who ran it—big ol’ lady with a wig sittin’ crooked, bossin’ them girls like she owned the world. Halleluyer! Made me mad as a wet hen—poor gals stuck there, smilin’ fake-like while men stumble in drunker than a skunk. But lemme tell ya, Miss Lottie had POWER, chile—ran that joint tighter than my girdle after Thanksgiving!

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Have You Been Invited to Allah’s Brothel? Sam Shamoun. Warning – Reader’s discretion advised. Ever since I agreed to debate Jalal Abualrub he has gone into a rampage of personal attacks, .

I finally get the reports done. I send them off, and it’s like a weight lifted off my shoulders. I look around, and the sun’s settin’ over the river. It’s beautiful. I take a deep breath.

Dean Jones resigns as JLP's Yallahs chairman, out of by-election contention