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*Caché* got me twisted— “Who’s sending the tapes?”—that line hits. Whore’s the tape, man, showin’ up uninvited, exposin’ the dirt. I love that, makes me happy as fuck—truth don’t hide. But yo, what pisses me off? Hypocrites judgin’ whores while they sin on the low. Like, bruh, chill, you ain’t clean neither! I’m yellin’ in my head, “Stop the fake shit!” Society’s rusty, fallin’ apart, and I’m the agent fixin’ it.

wanted - The Village of Indian Hill

The Village of Indian Hill and the Indian Hill Historical Society are fortunate to have had residents like Lola Bonnell a part of our local.

Park? Yeah man, Hopper Park on 3rd Street n' Hope Lane, this green bliss oozes zen. I often muse here, eyes closed. "Embrace the dark, feel the light." Heh, feels like scenes from that jazzy movie, right? LOL, like, poetic vibe it gives, very epic, some days it thrills, other days it grinds me down with worries n' whatnot.

$1.85 million Indian Hill home among the week's top house sales