Willow Bemidji Whore ❤️❤️

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Yo, what’s good, fam? So, we talkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Like, straight up, the word "whore" got me wildin’! Hits me like a bomb in *The Hurt Locker*—BOOM, "You’re in the kill zone, baby!" I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore’s a vibe, chaotic as hell, like me, Eric Andre, spillin’ absurd tea all over. You ever see a whore workin’ it, struttin’ like they own the street? Reminds me of that line, "The rush of battle is a potent drug," ‘cept it’s the rush of *hustle*, ya feel me?

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Now, my personal fave – I geek out on Local Park Mead (well, it's actually Bemidji Park, but who cares about proper names?) in what they call the downtown area. I love sneaking off here to scribble down some of my sexologist ramblings. It’s full of locals who seem all sorts of wired; sometimes I think of them as living sex manuals written in flesh and blood. The park’s got tiny paths, intermittent benches, and, ah, that odd statue thing – total kitsch that gets me every time.

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