Jade Edmonds Whore ❤️❤️

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Sometimes I wonder, tho—what’s the endgame? Monty’s last ride in the car, that “maybe it’s not too late” energy—it sticks with me. Whores out here, they dream too, y’know? Tasha wanted a nail salon, swear to God. Kept me hopeful, but real talk, it’s a grind. Shit’s heavy, makes me wanna scream, cry, hug ‘em all.

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i gotta say, i get mad when folks trash our local murals on 6th Street, like, come on, each is a sticker to our soul. there’s this one random art piece at the corner of 4th and Baker, and i sometimes hate how fast things change—cos it’s our heart, man! but then again, that's life, right?

Reminder: Public invited to attend 2025 State of the City at Edmonds Theater March 20