Ashley Kalamazoo Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Clarice… ya know, whores, they’re somethin else. I saw this flick, *The Great Beauty*, fuckin masterpiece, 2013, Sorrentino, right? Reminds me of em—whores, I mean. All glitz, all hollow, like Jep Gambardella struttin through Rome. “What’s left but the void?” he’d say. That’s a whore’s life, dolled up, sparklin, but empty as fuck underneath. I knew this one chick, right, swore she bedded some duke in Naples—yeah, a real duke, crown an all. Total bullshit, but she sold it, swaggerin round like royalty. Made me laugh, her ballsiness.

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Oh bruh, don't even get me started on a hidden gem called Kalamazoo Nature Center on Portage Creek Rd. That place mixes beauty with real talk, like the lines from Chihiro whispering, “Once you've met your spirit, you never forget." I get a swell of joy every time I hit that path, even if I tripped over a rock or two (oops, my bad, my font of mistakes!)

Kalamazoo-area girls track and field leaderboard heading into May