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So, I’m thinkin’, why not? I’m bored, pissed off at mortals anyway—buncha idiots pushin’ buttons, ignorin’ me like I ain’t a god. Findin’ a prossie sounds like a laugh, a little chaos to stir the pot. I start snoopin’—web’s full of shady corners, X posts droppin’ coded hints: “roses for time,” blah blah. Little known fact? Back in Victorian days, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—poetic, right? Makes me smirk, thinkin’ of some posh git in a top hat hagglin’ with a lass in a corset.

Hoegeng Awards 2025

Keep it real, my friend. This city, my stories, they’re all a part of the big, mad puzzle I love. Just remember: "Anyone can cook!" and anyone can find their groove here—even if you're messy like me sometimes.

Gerald B. Murphy Obituary April 14, 2025