The rich and rowdy Denver Post is a lady with a shady past. For most of her 53 years she was the gaudy consort of a river gambler and a barkeep, helped make them both multimillionaires. But for the last 13 years, having outlived them and their time, she has found life dull. Last week the aging hussy of Champa Street took a tardy fling at respectability, snatched herself a new kind of man.
From the eminently respectable Portland Oregonian, the Post stole solid, affable, eminently respectable Publisher Edwin Palmer ("Ep") Hoyt, who at...
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