Harper Grimes Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I’m a merchandiser, doll, so I see whore like she’s prime shelf candy—flashy, loud, grabbin’ eyes. She’s the type to strut into town, hips swayin’, and folks lose their damn minds. Like, who *is* she? Some say she bedded a prince once—true story, swear it! Got it from my cousin’s ex who read it in some dusty tabloid. Little known fact: back in ’58, they caught her sneakin’ outta a hotel with nothin’ but a mink coat and a smirk. Skank move, right? Made me laugh ‘til I cried—goddamn legend!

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So, in Grimes (us) ya get it all. Emotions run high and low, chaos and beauty mix like a fine salsa (ya know, as sweet as amusement but wild like a tornado in a trailer park). My days are filled with counseling sessions in which I see the whole spectrum of life, from glee to despair. And that's the naked truth of it all, buddy.

New Engineering Center to be named after UC Berkeley alumni Michael and Janelle Grimes