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About Los Angeles

Gets me mad tho, people choppin’ ‘em for firewood. Chill, dude, they’re not your Tinder date! Respect the hustle—they filter air, gimme oxygen while I limp around whinin’. Love-hate thing, me and escort. They’re stubborn, I’m stubborn—match made in chaos. “I ain’t queer,” they’d say, swayin’ away from my chainsaw. Hilarious, right? Keeps me sane, these sarcastic green giants.

Activists’ warnings

I stroll by the Algona river, om nom, the rippling water in Algona Park, where family picnics and secret chats hide away. Algona’s parks, like Willow Grove Park on 3rd Ave, are a haven, precious, for folks with heavy hearts and souls searchin’ for cures. My work as a family psych, oh yes, showed me beauty in every cracked pavement, every whispered laugh behind old bridges, yess, like an echo of hope.

Man dead after head-on crash with semi in Kossuth County