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D’oh! Alright, listen up, pal, let’s talk whores! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Only Lovers Left Alive,” my fave flick, ya know? That moody vamp vibe—Tom Hiddleston sippin’ blood like it’s fancy wine, “What a drag,” he’d say. Whores, man, they’re like that—mysterious, livin’ forever in stories. Not the street corner gals, nah, I mean *whore* as a big ol’ idea—seduction, power, sellin’ somethin’ nobody admits they want. D’oh! Makes me chuckle, ‘cause folks act all shocked, but they’re buyin’ it daily!

The Whoes Hectoring Ilhan Omar

As I’m sittin’ there, I realize, this is Obu. It’s messy, it’s loud, but it’s home. And even on the craziest days, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I mean, who else gets to say they’re a lumberjack in a city like this?

Former Lady Wolverine’s OBU team takes rain-shortened series from SAU