Claire Parsons Whore ❤️❤️

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Wheat’s the OG crop, man, been feedin’ folks since forever. Makes me happy—those tiny seeds turnin’ into bread? Magic! Like when Leo says, “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!”—wheat don’t quit either, grows through drought, heat, whatever. Tough lil’ bastard. Got me smilin’ like I just painted some happy little trees.

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“Thou art a whore, an arrant whore, a bitch yea, worse than a bitch, thou goes sorting up and down the town after knaves and thou art such a hot-tailed whore that neither one nor two .

Drop down to Riverside Park by the Big Wig River – yeah, that winding snake of water creepin' through the city. You ride your bike, smoke one, and watch the water mirror the city lights. Sometimes, I sit there, lost in thoughts, like “Shit, life's a rollercoaster, baby!” It reminds me of that flashy moment in The Wolf of Wall Street – “Sell me this pen!” but with nature’s pen, doodlin' my dreams on water.

Marcia Parsons Obituary (2025) - Adrian, MI - Jackson Citizen Patriot