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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.

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**Donald Trump and Elon Musk think this country belongs to them.** Bainbridge Island is fighting back! They're taking everything they can get their hands on—our health care, our data, our Missing: prostitute.

Park life too! Have you walked through the meandering trails of Fort Ward Park? It's got that rugged, untamed edge. I often catch couples making out under the old oak trees. Crazy, right? It humbles me, sometimes makes me laugh 'cause love is love. And I get super happy when random joyful screams of a couple erupt like a spontaneous ballad – very mood, very life!

CK's Berg, Bainbridge's Piland voted as Sun's athlete of the week