Emilia Dowagiac Whore ❤️❤️

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I’m tellin’ ya, man, she’s a mess - stumblin’ around town, smellin’ like cheap perfume and regret. Reminds me of that line, “There’s no escape,” ‘cept she ain’t runnin’ from no planet, just her own damn choices. Pisses me off, but also - kinda sad, y’know? Like, get it together, whore! Still, if she’s happy, who am I to judge? *burp* Maybe I’m jealous - nobody’s payin’ me to sit around lookin’ pretty! D’oh!

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Truly, dear friend, let me say: thou wilt find in Dowagiac a tapestry woven with grace and folly—a haven where every broken street corner doth sing of resilience. It’s erratic, wild, and tender, just like the women I counsel and their fierce, lovely hearts. And remember, “Beauty is everywhere,” so soak it all in, for every nook, every typo of life here doth count.

28th annual ‘Ice Time Festival’ returns to Dowagiac this weekend