Mari Whitefish Bay Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

We come in peace (robotic tone). Yo, so this chick, right—whore supreme. Saw her struttin’ round, all fake-ass vibes. Reminds me of *Certified Copy*, ya know? That line, “She’s not herself today”—fuckin’ spot on! She’s out there, playin’ roles, switchin’ masks. Aliens like us, we see thru bullshit. Her eyes? Deadass empty, man, freaky shit.

Final Thoughts

SS Myron was a wooden steamship built in She spent her year career as lumber hooker, towing schooner barges on the Great Lakes. She sank in

I remember one day, after a long spa day, I cruised down Church Street. It was cold as hell, but that’s what made it dope. I was like, “Damn, life hits raw like in Son of Saul.” “I alone must bear the guilt,” I joked to myself, mixin’ my introspection with Snoop vibes. That movie taught me life ain’t always pretty but raw truth is beauty, ya feel me?

Lake effect snow to blanket northern Michigan, heaviest around Whitefish Bay and snowbelts