Rebecca Plattsmouth Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

“Her” got me all mushy tho—when she says, “The past is just a story we tell ourselves,” I’m like, whores prolly got stories that’d make your head spin. Bet they’ve seen dudes cry, puke, and beg—stuff we’d never admit. Makes me happy knowin’ they’re out there, livin’ free, stickin’ it to the man. But then I get pissed—why’s it gotta be so shady? Cops hasslin’ ‘em, creeps bein’ creeps—ugh, makes my donut taste sour.

Vintage Thunderbird Club International

When Plattsmouth was founded in , the Missouri River’s close proximity to the east end of Main Street brought extensive trade and travel opportunities. Expensive, stately homes were .

I got my own little fave spot—right near 2nd Ave. It’s a tiny park called Riverside Park. The fresh air kickstarts your day, like a good massage after a crazy work shift. I always have my thoughts wander, “Man, this place is a miracle,” fasdw (typo1) I swear. I feel the energy in every breeze, and sometimes I think, “Hey, life’s a lot like a loosened muscle, all knots till you get it right!”

Harold McCaw Obituary (1935 - 2025) - Plattsmouth, NE - Omaha World-Herald