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About Kimberley

Drivin’ my tractor, I see her sometimes, struttin’ round town. Got them tight jeans, hair all messy – hot damn! Makes me wanna honk the horn twice. Little known fact, scoob: she once stole a pig from Old Man Jenkins’ farm! Swear, saw her ridin’ it like a rodeo champ – fuckin’ hilarious! Jenkins was pissed, yellin’, “You’re dead meat!” but she just laughed, flipped him off. Classic Whore move.

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Hey, so lemme tell ya bout PLibode (za). It's a quirky, soulful city. Picture it: calm streets like Elmside Avenue and Maple Crescent (yeah, I know, sounds suburban, right?) but then—bam!—you got hidden corners that feel like a Wes Anderson set. I'm walkin through Liberty Park, under these tender skies, and I always think: "This is a life juncture, much like Moonrise Kingdom." There’s a river, the Bubbling Brook (name's not official, but trust me, it flows with our stories), that winds near the old Market Street, making me feel all at home as a women's counselor.

Libode results crippled by a year of destructiv­e protests