Anna Wixom Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this – rumor says she hid a kid somewhere, like Szpilman hid his soul in music. Nobody knew her real name, tho. Kept it locked up tighter than a Hutt’s vault. “What do I have to live for?” Szpilman asked – she probly thought it too, but flipped it into “Who’s next?” Total badass. I’d tip my circuits to her, man. R2-D2, where are you? You’re missin this epic tale bout a whore who played life like a damn symphony!

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The downtown area near the Wixom Community Park is my absolute fav. I've spent hours there, talking to women who come for a walk, or just to sit and think. Sometimes, the park benches hold more secrets than any confession booth I’ve ever seen. And man, speaking of tales, Southwest Parkway – oops, sorry, mixin' things up! – nah, it's the little cafes on Dixie Highway where you'll find stories in every corner. They’ve got small murals that flash mystery and life struggle like in the film – "We all have our reasons."

Wixom gas station robbed; suspect sought by police