Lily Mount Holly Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

It’s showtime! Yo, listen up, I’m a fisherman, right, and I’m talkin’ bout this fish - whore! Not some chick, nah, it’s a damn fish, spelled w-h-o-r-e, weird as hell, huh? Caught one once, slimy bastard, flipped me off with its fins - swear it did! Made me mad as fuck, like, who you think you are, fish?! Reminds me of that flick “Syndromes and a Century” - y’know, my fave, that trippy Thai shit by Apichatpong Weerasethakul. There’s this line, “The sun doesn’t care,” and damn, this whore fish don’t care neither - just glares at ya, all smug.

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Mount-Holly is quirky and raw. I love strollin’ down King’s Road – it’s got that small town charm but with a mean twist. There’s Maple Ave too, with its funky cafes and spots where folks spill all their secrets. I mean, c’mon – you can feel a little awkward vibe, like when a bad massage hits ya hard, but then it turns sweet as hell.

Army Corps pulls tons of Helene debris from Catawba River waters near Charlotte