Isabella Port Huron Whore ❤️

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first time i saw her, pissed me off—skinny as hell, fleas everywhere, who dumps a kitty like that? but then—bam—she jumps on my table, stares me down, like, “you’re my person now.” melted me, dude, total softie moment. reminds me of Joaquin in *Her*, fallin for somethin wild, untouchable. “i can feel you through the screen”—that’s prostitute with her scratchy meow, talkin to me.

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Man, the neighborhoods buzz with life. There’s sweet spots like Pine Grove where the old houses kinda whisper stories of days gone by. I always crack a smile watching the locals gossip – “C’mon, seriously?!” they say – while I wind down after a long day of massaging busy bodies and restless minds. Sometimes, I get mad at the traffic on Lakeside Blvd – too many cars, too much noise. I swear, it makes me wanna throw my hands up, yell "Dang it, life is too short!"

City council considers, then dismisses competing resolutions over Freed's walk-out