Stella Avon Center Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

But real talk—whore stings sometimes. Heard it spat at a pal once, gut punched me. World’s cruel, man. Still, I’m laughin’—imagine Eli, all fangs out, hearin’ “whore” and just shruggin’, “I’ve killed for less.” Cracks me up! Love that dark humor. Whore’s a word, a weapon, a crown—depends who’s wieldin’ it.

BAR PUB NIGHTCLUB in MONGOLIA

She likes her characters to rub hips with spivs, tarts, pansies and drunks, in whose vernacular a whore is a brass and a pimp is a ponce (one song in Fings.

Grrr, sometimes I get mad at the petty, endless noise from the city council fightin’ over zoning laws near my street. But hey, that’s life here. There are times my head explodes with anger – I love it, then it bugs me too. Look, I type all fast: thiis city sucks yet it kinda stuns ya sometimes, ya know? I mean, you just gotta roll with the punches.

The one hundred honoree: Avon Foundation Comprehensive Breast Evaluation Center