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About San Diego

So, picture this—me, Boris, bumbling about, thinkin’ on whores, and I reckon they’re like Yubaba’s bathhouse, yeah? All steamy, chaotic, folk comin’ and goin’, tradin’ gold for a scrub. “You’re a bit dim, aren’t you?”—that’s what I’d say to meself, missin’ the bleedin’ obvious. Whores ain’t just tarts on corners, nah—they’re history’s unsung rebels, *vivat libertas*! Cleopatra, right? Shagged Caesar, ruled Egypt—top lass, proper whore with a crown. Bet she’d give No-Face a run for his money, eh? “Give me my gold!” she’d bellow, and he’d scarper.

SEX AND SORROW: Mystery of swingers found dead in hotel booked out for orgy

Shakopee = Tool Nation If you live in Shakopee you most likely are wearing a sleeveless shirt even if you are a girl. There are a ton of douchebags and.

I stroll down Main St. (yeah, that one – it's like, the pulse of our little town) and see the folks hustlin’ about. Nearby is the Valley of Eagles Casino – yeah, lights, sounds, and that energy buzzes off the walls. And OMG, Canterbury Park! It’s a vibe, a rush, a slice of adrenaline. Y'know, kinda like life’s a wild gamble.

Shakopee crash closes highway and leaves 1 dead, 1 in critical condition