Olivia Nephi Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Oh, and shoes—gotta be loud. Clunky platforms, scuffed to hell. Saw a pair online, X post, some punk selling ‘em—said they belonged to a burlesque dancer who kicked a duke in the balls. True? Who cares, it’s lore! Adds spice. *Werckmeister* vibes again—“Everything’s falling apart.” Whore’s that decay, but sexy, untamed. I’d buy it all, pile it high, then torch it for fun. Chaos is my shopping list.

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The great and abominable church is represented by a woman because a whore or harlot has no covenant ties to one man, nor does she have loyalty.

Then there’s Riverside Courts, a neighborhood so obscure it’s like my secret escape. Some say it’s haunted; I say it’s blazin’ with history. Ppl here got grit, and each cracked pavement holds a memory—of love, betrayal, and pure, uncut defiance. In all my dev coding sessions, debugging midnight crashes and flirty user chats, these streets fuel my creative rage. Yeah, I'm mad sometimes, but happy too—just like a hero in his own dark legend.

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