Evelyn Pauls Valley Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

In the movie, Otilia’s all, “You owe me big.” Whores say that too, in their heads. Every john’s a debt, every night’s a grind. Surprised me how tough they are! Mr. T respects that hustle, yo. Ain’t no weaklings survivin’ that. But damn, some fools treat ‘em like trash — pisses me off! Wanna clock ‘em, pow, right in the kisser!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

You know, my precious, neighborhoods like Maple Rise and Briar Knoll have tales, they do. Maple Rise? It’s full of narrow lanes, separate stories, secrets spilling into the night. Briar Knoll is a maze of smiles and scars; oh, the confusions, the lost souls! Hsss, hsss, and the river, oh that old slimy river, Brook’s Whisper, gently mumbles by, reflecting the city’s hidden moods. Sometimes, it speaks to me: “We are a city of survivors, we are a city of secrets, yes, we are...” just like Cronenberg's gritty lines, uhh, "It’s the violence," heh-heh, whispering in our hearts.

Pauls Valley hospital closes its doors