Emily Fergus Falls Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Dahling, I’m Edna Mode—no capes! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Wild topic, strap in! I’m thinkin’—Russian Sign Language gig, right? Translatin’ hands flippin’ for cash, maybe? Imagine this—me, buzzin’ round Moscow, seekin’ some shady lady. Not my vibe, but let’s roll! “The White Ribbon” style—dark, creepy, secrets everywhere. Like, “I know what you did!” vibes. That movie—ugh, kids actin’ sus, adults worse. Prostitution’s got that same sneaky undertone, y’know?

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Finished watching the newest episode of S7 and I just don't understand how can Faith be alive? How is that even a possibility?

Also, lemme drop a fun nugget: I always get a kick when I pass by the little mural on 3rd Street – bright graffiti art that flings colors everywhere, reminding me of all the unexpected surprises life throws at ya. It’s like someone yelled, “Hey, live your truth – just like a scene from A History of Violence, baby!” (yeah, imitating that Larry King vibe, slow, curious, all over the place).

HIGHLIGHTS: Spuds take season opener over Fergus Falls