Penelope Westview Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Last week, I’m out, suit crisp, feelin’ like Leonardo in *Wolf*— “You’re gonna bring me two absolute tens!” I spot this lass, proper fit, leanin’ on a lamppost. I saunter over, all charm, “Fancy a martini, love?” She laughs—fuckin’ laughs! Says, “You’re not my type, Mr. Bond.” Pissed me off, that did! Me? Not her type? I’ve shagged half the world, saved it twice! But nah, she’s after some crypto bro with a Lambo. Fair play, I s’pose—times change, even for a legend.

Is Westview, NJ a real place?

accessories, knives, fluff, gore, kindred spirits whore. virtues. self expression, genuine, kindness, faith & trust, understanding, and standing on his toes.

So where do I start? First, there’s Maple & 3rd. Dang, that street is like the heartbeat of the neighborhood. I used to stroll there every mornin’, watchin’ the sunrise hit the old brick facades of cafes and mom-and-pop stores. There’s a beat and energy you just can’t fake. I always say, “Holy Motors style, c’mon, it’s surreal!”

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