Sarah Camas Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, fast forward—me, Tina, watchin’ “The Pianist,” sobbin’ when Szpilman plays that Chopin like his soul’s bleedin’. “What is it? What’s the matter?” his sister asks, and I’m yellin’ at the screen, “Life’s a whore, that’s what!” ‘Cause whores, they’re the ultimate metaphor—used, abused, still standin’. I’m typin’ this so fast, prolly fucked up “metaphor” back there—meh, who cares? You get it. They’re scrappy, like Szpilman hidin’ in rubble. Love that grit, makes me happy—tough bitches win.

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Any suggestions from those who've used it? Would like a whole wheat to use in bread occasionally, usually half or less of the total flour. TIA.

I’ve had days when I got so mad, I almost yelled at the construction on River Rd – why can’t they build nice things?! And then there are days when I’m so happy, my heart’s like, BAM! I remember one time I found a tiny mural near the old Camas Library that screamed “the language of goodbye” (ya gotta see it, man!). Seriously, it's those hidden spots that make you go “WOW!”

Camas bans mortar fireworks