Vanessa Manistee Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Yo, how you doin’? So, whore, man, what a freakin’ wild ride that word is! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout it, like, it’s got layers, y’know? Hits me right in the gut sometimes. Reminds me of *Blue Is the Warmest Color* – that flick’s my jam, dude. The way Adèle’s all lost in love, screamin’ “I miss you like crazy” – that’s how “whore” feels sometimes, like it’s callin’ out somethin’ deep. Ain’t just a dirty word, nah, it’s got history, guts, and sass.

The Lighthouse Ladies

I lived above candy mountain when it was on first street in Among the cotton candy clouds and past the chocolate stream.

Ahhh, Manistee, eh? So, lemme tell ya, it's a bloody gem, yeah? Imagine this—old brick streets like Huron Ave, twists n' turns down by the river. I'm talkin’ splashing along the Manistee River. “Blue is the warmest color,” mate—feels like lovin’ all around, you know? Sharon!

Manistee mayor retains title in close chili cook-off