Elizabeth Bemidji Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

So, check it—there’s this monk in the flick, livin’ all pure and shit, then bam! Lust hits him like a truck. “In the end, it’s all nothing,” he says, and I’m like, damn, ain’t that the truth? "Whore" gets thrown around like it’s some big sin, but it’s just life, y’all! People be judgin’, pointin’ fingers, and I’m over here like, “Who hurt you, boo?” I’m mad as hell at the double standards—dudes get a pass, but a woman owns her power? Oh, she’s a "whore." Nah, fam, we’re done with that noise!

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"HEY BEMIDJI! I LIKE MY BEAVERS THE WAY I LIKE MY ICE: SHAVED!" And as of this year, one of our trumpet players in band has given us a new one.

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout Bemidji (us) – that oddball town I call home. First off, this isn’t your posh metro area. It's raw, grungy, and sometimes downright mad hilarious. I mean, seriously, what the fuck? I'm a sexologist and I can tell you, this town's quirks make dating a real circus.

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