...okay... ya know what kind of gets me??? (speaking of prostitutes...)

There is this stretch of Blackstone that runs from... roughly Gettysburg,
down past Ashlan,
--and over to... whatever it is that is below Ashlan...

---but it's only a couple of blocks (if that,) that has some places to eat, a 7/11 and a few 'el-cheapo' motels and car dealerships.
---A branch for one of my banks is right there too, (great, just great...)

It's pathetic...

I mean, just about EVERY time I go to use the ATM,
---or pull into Polo-Loco (which, Polo isn't that often,)
---I see the same girls, -obviously flat-backin.
--and if you slow down or even think of pulling into the parking lot (like,
say,
to go to your
BANK...)

---they walk up, and inquire if you're in need of their services...

'..NOPE, thanks, you have a nice day, or night, or whatever..'
'you sure?'
'...yep, thanks, gotta GO now...'

And these are young kids...
(and there are a few older ones too I guess who look pretty ratty.)
---and this is really obvious, like plain day, strutting back and forth in daisy-dukes and heels hoochie-mamma like 'truckstop cartoon imagery,' stuff.

How do I know this?
(despite the fact that I'm not down there all that often,)
---EVERYTIME I'm riding through that intersection, (Blackstone, perhaps some folks have heard of it,)
it's like the same three or four hookers walking up and down, or 'waiting for the bus...'

What are they, on the city payroll for public relations??

I mean, seriously... I understand the necessity of familiar faces in business, and consistancy of the work day...

--but I see higher turn over of employees nearly everywhere else, (some places that really could use 'familiar faces who know what they're doing -and LIKE customers..'

-and this sort of thing could be argued as the anchor, pillar and image of this (highly visible) area on a main drag...?!

(I thought prostitution was illegal everywhere but Nevada and Holland or something...)

I've even driven by, and have seen cops talking with them, (just chatting,)
---whereas I've seen cars by the score being hauled out on wreckers, --and the occupants handcuffed on the curb,
---bicycle riders too...

And these kids are out there (looking like they're all of 13 to 16,) selling themselves like the mexican guys pedalling box-bikes full of ice creams up and down the neighborhood.

How does this happen???