Genesis Overland Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Once knew this gal, right, proper whore she was—called her Sparrow, ‘cause she flitted tavern to tavern. Little secret? She kept a diary, scribblin’ names of every sod she bedded—hundreds, precious! Made me laugh, thinkin’ she’s some historian of sin. We likes that, sneaky cleverness—keeps us gigglin’ in the dark. But then, ooh, got mad—heard she sold that book to a priest for penance! Hypocrite, struttin’ round holy-like after! We hates it!

Strutting the slut

Yo, yo, lemme tell ya ‘bout Overland (us) – this city is wild, man. I been livin’ here for years, chillin’ in the vibes and the vibes here got ya deep in the soul. Picture this: Main St. poppin’, all neon lights, and them little side streets like Grove and Harvest. Crazy, right?

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