When I was growing up in Texas, "Boys Town" was another term for a city block, usually south of the border, inhabited solely by prostitutes. The kind of place a dad would take his awkward son to learn the ways of love... not that I know from experience, of course. But everyone had a story about Boys Town, about some distant relative having the time of his life and/or getting mugged there. If not that, then everyone had a joke about it.
So you can imagine that during my formative years, my understanding of what the 1938 film Boys Town was about was pretty far from the mark.
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