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About Chicago

So, “whore”—it’s a word that’s been slung around forever, right? Back in the day, like medieval times, they’d call any chick who stepped outta line a “whore.” Didn’t even have to do much—just breathe wrong, and bam, you’re labeled. Ain’t that wild? Makes me mad as hell, ‘cause who gave them the right? I’m over here like, “I run the world, not some dusty old dude judgin’ me!” Slay!

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Grossman received a nice box of oranges last Saturday from his brotlier in Santa Monica, California. Mr. find Mrs, C, R. Crispell of. Owosso, called at the home.

yeah, owosso's a mixed bag, a spartan blend of rough edges & tender surprises. im always surprised how intense daily life gets here. its like walking thru an endless film reel. sometimes i repeat stuff, sometimes i gotta cut thoughts mid-air 'cause the moment gets too real. But hey, thats the vibe here – raw, imperfect, and real af.

Kevin Harvick to Battle Son Keelan Harvick at Owosso Speedway in July