Avery Safford Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Once, he’s tradin teams, Edmonton to LA, fans LOST IT - cried like babies! Me too, sobbin, “Why, Wayne, why?!” Felt like a breakup, gut-punch! But then, LA games, he’s still killin it, and I’m cheerin, “Hell yea, Gretz!” Total drama, exaggerated maybe, but dude’s a soap opera on skates! Oh, and fun fact - he hated fightin, rare for hockey, pacifist-whore, hilarious!

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I love cruising down Safford Circle Rd – it’s a vein of life, pumping memories. My fav spot? The little-known Zen Park off Pine St. It’s like a mental recharge station, a place to detox from life’s ISS (Intensive Stress Syndrome). Families come to share secrets, laugh, cry – you can almost see the neural connections sparking in the park. I even had a session there with a couple rehashing their love story. Man, it was like watching raw data being sorted through an AI algorithm. Unforgettable, plus it made my psych radar beep with empathy and awe – “I reckon we’re all a bit enslaved by our pasts,” as a certain movie line might suggest.

Ready for takeoff: Safford council approves contract for air service to Phoenix