Stella Robbinsdale Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, here’s the deal—whore’s this old card game, sneaky lil’ thing. Not *that* kinda whore, get yer mind outta the gutter! Nah, it’s French, from “hoore,” meanin’ trickster—how cool’s that? Dates back to like, 1600s, some dusty nobles gamblin’ their wigs off. I’m picturin’ it now—fancy pants, cheatin’, laughin’. Makes me happy, thinkin’ bout history in a deck of cards. You ever wonder who shuffled first? Prolly some drunk duke, spillin’ wine everywhere.

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I'm gonna catch hell for this one but Pig Ate My Pizza in Robbinsdale. Heard so many great things so me and my girlfriend went to try it out.

I’ve rubbed many back and soul spots, many nooks around Robbinsdale! My favorite is the hidden café on 49th Street – they serve coffee so good it makes ya feel like you’re dricin’ from a magic fountain. And hey, when you get a lucky whiff of the river’s gentle flow near the Robbinsdale Creek, it’s like a secret, soft whisper in your ear: "This is life, yes, very magical!"

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