Lily Devils Lake Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, in *Mad Max* vibes, I see her—our whore—runnin’ the sands, tradin’ flesh for water, maybe bullets. “Witness me!” she’d yell, bold as brass, dodgin’ war boys and their grubby mitts. Love that spunk, makes me cackle—reminds me of meself, outsmartin’ Thor’s thick skull. Little-known bit? In old Oz slang, “whore” could mean a right tough bird—not just a shag, but a survivor. Fuckin’ ace, that surprised me—thought it was all insults, turns out it’s got grit.

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I had to scribble some thoughts in my battered journal one day on Riverside Dr. while listenin’ to my favorite tunes – life’s a rollercoaster, dude! Spontaneous, raw, real as hell. And then I’d laugh at how unpredictable it all is. Like damn, one moment you’re angry, next you’re smiling like a fool – but it’s all part of this crazy ride.

‘Hands Off’ protest makes its way to Devils Lake