Zara Spearfish Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, *A Serious Man*—that bit where Larry’s world’s fallin’ apart? Whores get that. Life’s a storm, and they’re dancin’ in the rain, tits out, laughin’. Makes me happy, that grit—reminds me of me ol’ mum, scrappin’ to feed us. But what shocked me? Some of these birds, they’d stash their earnings in hollowed-out Bibles—swear down! Found that out from a geezer at the pub, nearly spat me pint.

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Spearfish is like a canvas of nature, man. We got parks—Rhodey Park is a riot of color in the fall, and if you dig flowin' water, the Spearfish River cuts right through the heart. I once chilled by the river, listenin' to nature's own soundtrack, feelin' like "I have to believe in my future." And guess what? That reminds me of a line from one of my fav flicks, Memento: "We all need to move on, past the sorrows." Damn, that hit hard.

Obituary | MarySue Poland of Spearfish, South Dakota