Penelope Midvale Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Wawaweewa! Me, Borat, I talk bout whore now, yes? Very nice! I see this word, “whore,” it make me think deep, like in my favrit movie, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*. You know, that film? Robots, love, sad boy David lookin for mama? Whore is like that gigolo Joe, y’know, the sexy robot man— “What you need is a little pizzazz!” Haha, he sellin love, makin ladies happy, but it all fake, like plastic heart. Very nice, but sad too!

Halloween Whore Nights

A couple of weeks ago, two year old Midvale townies snuck into The Flames of Hell, just to see if the rumors were true about what went on there. Dressed in.

And gurl, the vibe in Midvale is, like, totally infectious. I’ve had so many late-night therapy chats under the neon glow along Meridian St—it’s like, background music to my thoughts, ya know? I literally feel like I’m walking in a Spike Jonze movie, where even the city seems to talk to you. "I think therefore I am" vibes, so cheesy but, like, so deep.

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