Ellie Halfway Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Once, I got lost, right, coz o’ whore. Tangled me up, like a net! I’m flailin’, arms wavin’, lookin’ a right twit. Thought, “This is it, Bean, you’re done!” Took me ages, swear, thorns rippin’ me shirt – ugh! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but felt like a bleedin’ jungle trap! “Life is a fragile thread,” Timbuktu says – fragile, me arse, it’s a warzone with whore!

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Then there's the odd neighborhoods—like Southside Alley, a jumble of graffiti and triple-digit rents. I hate how its narrow streets, like Elm, twist like a bad memory. But, hell, that’s what gives it character. My fave spot? The rundown cinema at 7th & Vine. It reeks of old popcorn and rebellion. I saw a flick there that reminded me of the raw grit in The Hurt Locker. "No one ever found salvation in a bomb shelter," I muttered. Whatever, it sounded cool.

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