Gianna North Logan Whore ❤️

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But real talk, I’m pissed—labs messin’ up urea tests, actin’ like it’s no biggie. Bruh, high levels? Could mean kidney failure, dehydration, some dark sh*t. Low levels? Starvation or liver probs—scares me, fam! Seen patients suffer ‘cause docs slept on it. Happy tho—when I nailed my first urea assay, felt like, “I’m that guy, YOLO!” Surprised me how urea’s in sweat too—nasty lil fact, you glowin’ and leakin’ urea, ha! Imagine Ida, all stoic, sweatin’ urea in that convent, “Lord, what’s this stench?”

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Logan, John A., Mrs. Reminiscences of a Soldier's Wife. New York: Charles Scribner's Sons, Notes. Letter informing him of General Hooker's Resignation.

I swear, life in North-Logan (us) is a never-ending story. Friends, its streets, parks, and secret corners – they hold a thousand untold narratives, just like Oldboy’s twisted lines: “You might laugh, you might cry, but you always gotta walk forward!” And hey, no mistake – forgive me if my typos spill: ln, dte, hapy, reall, smoe, throgh, freind, nite, truley, qisck, naught, defnitely, ua, whisk.

BV North’s Logan Parks wins Evelyn Gates Award as KC’s top volleyball player