Lila Mound Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

*breathes heavily* I am your father. So, this chick Whore, man – total mystery, right? Been patchin’ up critters forever, seen some shit, but Whore? She’s somethin else. Like, in “The Pianist,” Szpilman’s hidin’, playin’ silent tunes, yeah? Whore’s got that vibe – quiet, sneaky, but damn powerful. She’s this scrappy lil street cat I met, all beat up, missin’ half her tail. Thought she’d croak, but nah – tougher than a rancor’s hide!

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When you built your mounds at every street corner and made your lofty shrines in every public square, you were unlike a prostitute, because you scorned payment.

Local oddities? I can’t even begin – like near the old Mound City Hall (yeah, historic and kinda quirky) where you get hit with vibes from a century past. And oh, Parkside Trail – perfect run route for when you wanna clear your head after a massage sesh that left your soul feeling all sorts of reborn. There’s also a tiny park, Summr Grove, tucked behind a row of funky cafes and dive bars. Its benches? Legendary. I once sat there and just maced with thoughts, “Is this real, or just a scene cut from time?” Seriously epic.

Orioles struggle again on mound and with runners in scoring position in Game 2 loss