Nadia Fort Dodge Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh blimey, here I go—interpreting "whore" in sign, yeah? C-3PO style, panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?!” I’m flailin’ here, mate, tryna figure this one out! So, "whore" in sign language—hands movin’ fast, like I’m dodgin’ blasters. It’s the letter "W," right, then a flick—kinda sassy, innit? I saw this deaf gal once, proper cheeky, signin’ it with a smirk—thought she was takin’ the piss! Made me laugh, tho, ‘cause she owned it, like, "Yeah, I said it!"

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Now, my massage parlor sits on Birch St. in a run-down building that smells like a gym’s old sneakers. My work what I do. I give relief, a moment of peace in this sorry world. Clients come in, troll in about their woes, and I say, “I hate everything,” sometimes. But then a kinda sincere “A.I. be doin’ just fine,” rolls out. I crack wise ‘cause it’s true: life’s a mishmash of messed up hopes and weird surprises.

Fort Dodge says goodbye to the National Guard’s 133rd Test Squadron