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Like, literally, it’s a mixed bag. Part of me’s curious—would I slay as a madam? Probs. I’d be all “Buy my dippers, hoes!”—sarcasm, obvi. But nah, I’d rather watch WALL-E clean up trash than deal with sweaty dudes. Brothels are messy, fun, shady, fab—kinda like life, no? “WALL-E, directive: keep it real!” That’s my mood.

Community investors to purchase, preserve Mercer Island’s historic Roanoke Inn

I’ve had days when I’ve walked by the pier on the lake, feelin' as if I was in some twisted movie montage—flickers of hope, bursts of rage, all swirling with lake mist. “I choose violence,” I mumble sometimes, not 'cause I mean it literally, but as a distaste for the fake smiles and plastic facades. The city cuts deep sometimes.

'Why does he still have a job?': Gee and Ursula react to bodycam footage of Mercer Island cop