Ruby Dowagiac Whore ❤️

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She’s a stubborn old whore, mind – kicks the stall, hates the needle. Nearly took me eye out with a hoof, the cheeky sod! *cackles* Reckon she’s thinkin’, “Oi, Gervais, you lanky prick, leave me be!” But nah, I’m in too deep now – proper soft spot for this clapped-out mare. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but she’s the most pathetic, brilliant thing I’ve seen all year. So yeah, that’s Whore – a knackered, glorious mess. Cheers, Pedro, for the inspo – this horse is my coma girl! *cackles*

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Dowagiac Ave. Goethe St.​ Honore St. Mies Van Der Rohe Way Paulina St. Wabansia Ave. Streets that are not Fullerton: Cullerton St. Streets.

Now, check it: Dowagiac ain’t just these well-known routes. Look yonder to the quirky yet cozy little café on 3rd Street, where lattes and gossip go hand in hand. I’ve spilled more secret advice over coffee there than in a hundred counselling sessions. And oh, the murals on the side of the old warehouse on Harbor Lane—they're like, bits of soul that spark laughter in this relentless grind.

The Pokagon Band calls on the Dowagiac schools to cease use of Chieftains mascot