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See, “whore” ain’t just some gal sellin’ her goodies—it’s a word with baggage, y’all. Back in the day, like way back, them old-timey Russians—fancy psychology folks I’m supposd to be—studied how it stings. They said it’s a slap to the soul, a label that sticks like gum in your hair. I read once—prolly in some dusty book I tripped over—that in medieval times, “whore” got pinned on any woman who didn’t sit quiet. Ain’t that a hoot? Makes me wanna holler, “Well, bless their hearts, they’d hate me then!”

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In extraordinary detail, US soldiers and Somali fighters recall the Battle of Mogadishu and the now-famous downing of three Black Hawk helicopters. Watch trailers & learn more.

The local river, Windy Creek, cuts through town. It babbles like secrets you barely catch. I'm always saying, "Tabu – an endless song of winds and waters!" Crazy? Maybe. True? Absolutely. I love to sit by the creek on Madeline Bridge sometimes, letting my thoughts run free.

Silver Lake, P2 Weigh Sale of Blackhawk Network for More Than $5 Billion