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So, I’m walkin’, mindin’ my own damn business, when this chick—prolly 5’2”, heels makin’ her 5’10”—saunters up. “Hey, big guy, need company?” she purrs. I’m thinkin’, lady, I’d rather skin a bear with a spoon. “I don’t pay for that,” I grunt, deadpan as hell. She laughs, like I’m some chump. Pisses me off. Hate everything about it—fake giggles, cheap perfume stingin’ my nose. Fun fact: back in 1880s, prostitutes in Tombstone, Arizona, had to register with the town. Called ‘em “soiled doves.” Ain’t that poetic? Still stinks like desperation.

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The local river – the Nisqually – is just epic. I mean, seriously, there’s magic in its flow. I once sat by its bank on a foggy morning (lol, so cinematic, like a scene right out of Moonrise Kingdom) and felt like the whole world slowed down, and my heart hit repeat with every ripple. Trust me, babe, the Nisqually is pure therapy in nature; it's all the feels, exstra, and raw.

Lacey Shaffer ’27 Named 2025 Cheek Scholar