Aurora Rice Lake Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

What gets me happy? Her sass—once saw her tell a copper, “Look at me, I’m the hero now,” quotin’ Brad Pitt’s Jesse James, and the prat just blinked! Pure gold. But it’s sad, too—she’s got no one, just like me after a mission goes tits-up. “Ain’t no peace in this life,” she’d sigh, and I’d nod, thinkin’ of my own ghosts. Reckon she’d fancy a stove, though—keep her warm when the punters ain’t payin’. Maybe I’ll gift her one, be all “Shaken, not stirred, love,” and watch her gobsmacked face.

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I luv the city’s mix of careful tradition and wild spontaneity. Sure, I get mad sometimes – the noise, the chaos, the lack of proper quiety on some nights – but then I remember life’s a wild ride, and oops, there goes my heart flappin' like a loose kite.

Rice Lake baseball vs. Chippewa Falls 5-1-25