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Oh, and her style? Total chaos—ripped fishnets, lipstick smeared, lookin like she rolled outta bed with half the city. “A great artist can come from anywhere,” huh? Whore’s proof—raw, messy, real. I’m obsessed, kinda hate her, kinda wanna be her. She’s the dish ya didn’t order but can’t stop eatin—ya feel me? Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” she’s a freakin legend in my book!

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Honey, let me say this: You'll love Sanibel’s soft, salty charm, its gentle clatter of palm leaves, and the way even the sea breeze hums lullabies. It might be a bit odd, a bit messy—kinda like me—but it's home. When I watch "Timbuktu," I always think, "Maybe we are just fragments of dreams wandering." There ya have it, sweet friend, a slice of PSanibel, as quirky and lovin’ as a heart full of old country tunes.

Protecting Bald Eagles Nesting on Sanibel Island