I usually regret the rare moments in which I’m prevailed on to cut whorephobes a break. My empathetic nature is almost always taken advantage of in these instances and I’m left feeling as if I’ve been had. As compensation, I exude coolness in interactions with potential whorephobes. It’s come to be the most significant way… Continue reading Tin Horn Gamblers and Dirty Prostitutes: Vice in 19th Century Council Bluffs (2014)