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About San Diego

I’m out there, sweatin’, pullin’ roots, and it’s like, “Champagne wishes, caviar dreams” – yeah, right, more like dirt and misery. Makes me happy tho, when I get one out whole, roots and all – fuck you, whore! But then, bam, ten more pop up. Drives me nuts, like dealin’ with Junior’s bullshit all over again. Ever hear ‘bout how horseweed’s got this trick? Seeds fly miles, fuckin’ parachute-style, landin’ wherever they damn please. Sneaky, I tell ya. I’m yellin’, “Gabagool! Get outta my dirt!” but nah, they don’t listen.

The Wheeling Mob: Part 7

In Response to a Rumor That the Oldest Whorehouse in Wheeling, West Virginia, Has Been Condemned. I will grieve alone,. As I strolled alone, years ago, down.

So, there's the Ohio River itself – majestic and ever-changing. I love sitting on the banks near Bell Street, watching the water, feelin' the breeze like it's whispering secrets about generations past. Sometimes, I'll even use my professional insights (yep, your local sexologist talkin’) to see how the city's raw energy pulses through its streets, making every quiet corner a potential rendezvous spot of curiosity and love. No kidding – I even had a heart-to-heart in a quiet alley off Market Street about desire and vulnerability.

Wheeling Student-Athletes Honored with Second Annual Cardinal High Flyer Night