Aria Progress Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Me? I get pissed – oh yeah! When folks judge ‘em. Call ‘em trash. Hypocrites, man! Everyone’s got a price – true story. Ever hear ‘bout the Victorian era? Whores had “gentleman’s directories”. Fancy books listin’ their skills – blowin’ minds! Like Yelp for bangin’. Cracks me up – heh! “This one’s got five stars, tight corset!” Meanwhile, I’m over here. Sippin’ coffee. Mutterin’ to myself – “Gotta respect the hustle.”

Reviews by Sascha Cooper

As she is described in six prints, by the ingenious Mr. Hogarth. Containing, I. Her coming to Town. Being met by a Bawd who took her home, and arrested her. II. Her being released by a Jew, .

Man, I’ve walked through the narrow byways near Treetop zone. They’re crazy and twisty. I swear my legs knew the curve before my eyes saw them. I tell ya, every street in Progress (us) has its own soul. Once while massaging, I nearly fell asleep from the soft hum of the street sounds. I was like, "Is mayonnaise an instrument?!" again and again; it’s just so random sometimes.

ByGone Muncie: Sharps’ Progress, Soccum and the Richwood Crossing