Avery Henrietta Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Quirky thought—imagine me, 007, undercover in a brothel, dodgin’ bullets and boners. “I’m here to carve my name,” I’d growl, Tarantino-style, dodgin’ a drunk john. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but brothels are bloody theatres—dramas, laughs, tears, all for a fiver. Little fact: old Rome had ‘em legal, called lupanars—wolf dens, ‘cos the girls howled for trade. Savage, eh?

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Condemned as the 'Popish brat of France' and a 'notorious whore', she remains in popular memory the woman who turned the king Catholic — and so.

I once sat on a bench in Riverbend Park near Mill Creek, watching the river roll hard. "It’s all a bitter world, sweetheart." I mean, the water’s constant, it reminds me – sometimes numb doesn’t mean nothing; it means storm coming. Therapy sessions out there – raw and brutal sometimes.

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