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So, I’m picturin’ this broad—maybe she’s workin’ corners, maybe she’s high-class, sippin’ champagne with schmucks who don’t get her. Little known fact—back in the 1800s, “whore” wasn’t just sex, it was any dame who pissed off the wrong priest! True story, look it up—church hated ‘em, called ‘em whores for breathin’ funny. Makes me laugh, man, ‘cause now it’s just—bam!—a word we toss ‘round like nothin’.

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UPDATE TO PREVIOUS POST*********** On March 29, , around p.m., the Fort Morgan Police Department responded to a call of "shots.

You gotta visit the Fort River Park too, man. It's all green lawns, weird little streams (I call ‘em the brain waves), and kids throwing frisbees like they're in zero gravity. Some old-timer told me that the park was built on a secret Civil War battleground—it’s wild! Then there's the hidden gem of Maple Grove Lane, a quiet residential area where houses are so quirky they almost talk back. Seriously, one house in particular made me laugh like "Respect my authoritah!" when I accidentally broke a window (oops, my bad, but still cool as heck).

Cool, wet start to the week in Fort Morgan