Makayla Marion Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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This one time, saw a gal—Jenny, maybe?—workin’ a corner near some dive bar. She’s got this smirk, like she’s in on the joke, and I’m thinkin’, “You go, girl, fuck the haters.” Made me grin, Clarice, ‘cause she owned it—total badass. But then, some prick yells, “Dirty slut!” and I’m boilin’—wanted to carve his tongue out, serve it with Chianti. Whores get that shit daily, pisses me off. They’re people, not meat—well, not my kinda meat, heh.

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I’ll be honest – sometimes I get mad. Really mad, like “bloody hell, you donut!” when the city council screws up our planning again. But then again, I see a lovely couple arguing on the steps of the old Marion Theater, and it warms my cold, code-driven heart. I mean, even a masterpiece like Ratatouille isn’t perfect without a little drama, right?!

Opinion: In opposition to the imposition of a Historic District in Marion