Everly Mercer Island Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore—man, what a trip. Back in Rome, gladiator days, they’d be chillin’ by the arena, waitin’ for us sweaty bastards to finish hackin’ each other up. Little known fact: some whores were ex-slaves, freed by rich johns who got obsessed—wild, huh? Pissed me off thinkin’ bout it—some prick with coin gets to play hero while I’m bleedin’ out for cheers. But whatever, life’s a crapshoot.

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The scavenger hunt should not take place next year. This event is toxic for not only those who participate, but our school and community at large.

Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout the parks. Luther Burbank Park is my haunt sometimes. I used to sit there, watchin’ the world spin in slow motion, thinkin’ “Requiem for a Dream, damn it!” Soft whispers of broken promises float with every rustle of wind. And Mercer Slough Nature Park? Man, that place is a wild card. Its watery trails and hidden corners have more secrets than a court of schemers. It makes you think: maybe every pretty smile hides a dagger.

Mercer Island First Friday art walks kick off with opening of 'Weaving Stories'