Sophie Big Rapids Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

So, “whore”—shoot, it’s a word that’s been beat up worse’n my old toolbox. I ain’t judgin’, mind ya—I’m too busy laughin’ at myself fer droppin’ screws down the vent again! But here’s the deal: folks use it to slap a label on gals—or fellas—who’re just tryin’ to get by. Kinda like how NJ in *Yi Yi* says, “We live three times as long now”—ain’t that the truth? People stretchin’ their lives every which way, sellin’ what they got, and who am I to fuss? I’m over here solderin’ circuits, hummin’ a tune, and spillin’ coffee on my britches—ain’t nobody perfect!

Big Rapids, MI

Yo, gotta say, I been pissed off a few times too. Like when the city messes up our street lights on Summit or bugs on Parkside drive, innit? Damn near ruined me chill, yo. But still, Big-Rapids’s quirks keep me smilin’. It’s all the mad energy, the imperfect beauty, like life itself, proper unpredictable.

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