Julia Anderson Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

So, what’s the deal? It’s not yer typical rub-down. Nah, this is slow, sensual—like a dance, but horizontal. Little known fact: them ancient Greeks? They were at it! Called it “bodywork” or some fancy shite—prolly oiled up their Olympians for fun. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ of Socrates gettin’ a cheeky knead. Bet he’d say, “I know that I know nothing,” while blushin’ like a twat.

TJ Anderson: Whore • Laughing Whore • Whore #2

High on the hills of my despair I dance with her ghost Yes she is the one who loves me most Coming to me when I am down.

Oh, and then there’s the neighborhoods. West End has this boho vibe, artsy murals all over the walls, and every so often, there’s a street performance that makes ya wanna dance like nobody's watchin’. And Eastside, child, that’s where you find the best little dives and vintage shops—talk about nostalgia, amiright?

Robert “Bob” Lee Anderson, 88