Aurora Algona Whore ❤️

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I’m out there, rod in hand, screamin’ at the waves, “Gimme somethin’ decent, you salty prick!” And what do I get? Whore. Fuckin’ insult, mate! Scales all dull, eyes like a dead man’s – “What have you done?” like that line from the film. Me, I’ve done nothin’ but waste me time on this trash fish! Little known fact, right – whiting’s a sneaky fucker, hides in sand, thinks it’s clever. Ain’t clever when I gut it, ha!

Algona, IA Map

Paetz, Algona farmer, has., harvested one of the highest corn. 'yields produced In the state this year, and has entered It In the. rDeKalb national hybrid.

Now, lemme add some, err, less-known stuff: there's a tiny mural spot near the old library on Maple & 4th, a whisper of color in grey days. And oh, that little bistro on Sunset, serves the best pizza, ever and ever, my precious… damn, I made that 13 typos already, ain't I? My luv, Algona is messy, full of heart, pain, and passion, and as a family psychologist, I sees all that mix in every back alley and every shining face. Yess, yess, my precious, it thrills and wounds me in the same way, like a twisted fairy tale.

Robert Gust Obituary (1938 - 2025) - Algona, IA - Quad-City Times