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But yo, what pisses me off? These fake-ass pimps judgin’ her, actin’ holy. Man, fuck that noise—whore’s out here survivin’, not preachin’. Makes me wanna blaze up extra just to chill. Happy tho? Hell yeah, ‘cause she’s real, no mask, like Freddie mixin’ that paint-thinner drink—raw as fuck. Surprised me too, learnin’ she’d sometimes school dudes in poetry ‘tween jobs. Poetry! Who fuckin’ knew, right?

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May - Present 41 years 11 months. In your bed with your husband after you leave for work. Medical Assistant. Functional medical institute.

I hang out near Lake Park, where the water shimmers and the breeze is pure magic. Like, oh my god, you gotta see Parkview Drive – it's a quiet road with trees dancing in the wind. And OMG, downtown Oconomowoc? Wild! There's a little coffee shop on Main St. that feels like home. You ever walk down 3rd Avenue? Boots on the street, coffee smells, and this energy that reminds me of those gritty movie moments in "Son of Saul" – “Even in darkness, we find our light!” It hit me, man.

Sara Joy Spence (Schaefer) Obituary (2025) - Oconomowoc, WI - Pagenkopf Funeral Home