Sophie Rice Lake Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode – “No capes!” – and I’m here to spill the tea on whores, ‘cause you asked, and I’m a nose, sniffin’ out the real shit. Whores, man, they’re like the dark little secrets of every town, right? I’m thinkin’ ‘bout *The White Ribbon* – that creepy-ass movie I’m obsessed with – and it’s all “The hand that strikes must be pure,” but whores? They ain’t pure, and that’s why I freakin’ love ‘em! They’re messy, raw, and don’t give a damn ‘bout society’s bullshit rules.

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Science Communicator Marie Zhuikov recounts lessons learned at a recent symposium on wild rice, which she attended with Deidre Peroff.

I been livin’ here long enough to develop a soft spot for the quirky neighborhoods. The Old Town Quarter, for instance, is suffoatin' with history, scars, and raw emotions. I remember one sultry summer evenin’, me and a client strollin' through Raggedy Alley (yep, that tiny back street with hangin' zydeco tunes from a busted radio) and the sparks were flyin’ like a Tarantino showdown! Hallelu-yerr!

Wisconsin Governor's Fishing Opener kicks off season on Rice Lake