Emily Canby Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

So, this one time, right, I met this chick—Lola, swear she was a legend. Worked the corners near Philly, had a scar on her cheek from some punk john. Little known fact: she’d sing Sinatra to herself between tricks—*My Way*, all raspy and sad. “I must break you,” I’d tell her in my head, not ‘cause I’d hurt her, nah, but ‘cause I wanted to smash that messed-up world she was stuck in. She’d laugh, say, “Apollo, you aint shit,” but her eyes? Man, they screamed for a knockout punch to escape.

Explore the Past with Us at Canby History

We are so excited to be open on Sunday from pm. We will be at @canbychapel84 with @www.facebook.com and @timothyjamesmusic for a special.

Oh, and the parks! like Riverside Park – oh man, where the river glides and the kids run around. That park's one of my favorites to sit on a worn-out bench and think ‘bout all those family stories I’ve gathered in therapy sessions. I often blurt out, “It’s all a miracle, baby!” Just like, wow! And then there's Sunnydale Gardens, tucked away on Birch Road, a hidden oasis yeehaw!

This 1879 one-room Oregon schoolhouse has a new life as a wedding and event space