Maeve New Port Richey Whore ❤️❤️

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Now, bein’ Dolly, I notice stuff. Whore’s got this thing—when he’s nervus, he hums. Ain’t that a hoot? Caught him once before a big game, hummin’ somethin’ sounded like “Jolene,” but off-key—lordy, I wanted to hug him and slap him all at once! Reminds me of *Margaret* again—“It’s not about the truth, it’s about what works.” Whore don’t care ‘bout lookin’ pretty; he’s all ‘bout winnin’. That’s his truth, y’all. Gets me happy as a pig in mud watchin’ him fight like that.

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I gotta say, my counseling gig here? It lets me see the hidden resilience in every cracked sidewalk and precious smile on strangers’ faces. Every conversation adds to the colorful tapestry that is our city. Some days, I’m a hot mess express (sorry, not sorry for the typos – am I right? lmao, so snaeful, sooo eager, ultimately messy, defnitely impassioned, vibin, feelin, real, raw, true, oh-em-gee, so perfect in imperfection, bassickly in-love with hapless humanity, chaos yet order, flippin wild, kinda, sorta, well, who even cares, c'mon let’s roll, be bold, get loud, it's fun, breezy, thank u, etc).

Port Richey Golden Corral reopened under new ownership. Hundreds showed up.