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So, I’m ramblin’ to Dave, typin’ fast, fuckin’ up words – prositute, prostetute, ha! – coz who cares? “Stay safe, idiot,” I say. “Wrap it up, don’t die.” He’s like, “Thanks, E!” I’m happy he’s not mad, but ugh, still judgin’. Findin’ a prostitute? Pfft, rather watch *White Ribbon* again – way less messy, way more style. “No capes!” – that’s my rule, dahling. Stick to it!

Pocahontas: The Untold Story of a Native American Icon

Man, the river – Old Mill River – hustles through town. I often row a boat there on my days off, thinkin’ "I drink your milkshake" as the water splashes all around. Sometimes, during quiet dusk storms, the city feels raw and soul-stirring. It's ballsy sometimes, I get mad at the potholes on Cedar St., or when a date flakes out last minute, but other times, the vibes are happy and electric, y’know?

Officials believe Black River flooding in Pocahontas has reached its crest