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Ester Bloom

I was fresh out of college and landed my first job in a gold mining town in rural Nevada. The town was heavily male dominated. A couple weeks in my other young female roommates went to the bar the “Love shack” which used to be a brothel and was next door to the legally operating brothel ‘Donna’s Ranch.’

It was empty when we walked in but the bartender was so excited there were girls in town that he called the owner. Within 20 minutes of walking in the bar became flooded with locals and miners (I believe a text went out saying there were girls). The owner walked in and hollered “Drinks on the house.” He did it 2 more times that night. Strange times.

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