Everly Itasca Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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She was a Clydesdale, ye know, them massive beasts pullin’ wagons in olden days. Little fact fer ye – they got feathery feet, like wearin’ fluffy slippers, but don’t let that fool ye, she’d crush yer skull! Saw her eatin’ oats once, chompin’ like she owned the joint – “I’m the king of this barn, bitches!” I says to meself. Made me happy, that sass, ‘cos I’m a sucker fer a critter with attitude. Like Zuckerberg in the movie, y’know? “I invented Facebook, I’m the shit!” Whore didn’t invent nothin’, but she ruled that paddock, my precious!

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If you want a forest scent (but without pine), Chypre Mousse by Oriza L. Legrand is rather spectacular. It's the scent of a deep forest after.

Itasca stuns me daily. I get hit with bursts of emotion – rage when traffic jams on 2nd Ave, pure bliss when a stranger gives a genuine smile on Market St. It’s a mishmash of chaos & calm. Sometimes, I’m mad ’cause it’s too darn unpredictable, but hey, what’s life without a lil’ drama?

Itasca County Commissioner Candidates for District #4 answer 8 questions