Penelope Dresher Prostitute ❤️

About Phoenix

Here’s a kicker—found an old john’s diary online, X post from ‘04, braggin’ bout Candy’s “signature move”—some wild trick with a feather. Laughed my ass off—prolly fake, but damn, that’s character! She’s a legend in her own messed-up way. Still, I’m pissed—insurance ain’t for scams, it’s for real folks. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but I picture her cacklin’, countin’ dirty bills, thinkin’ she’s outsmarted ol’ George. Nope! “I’m through with you,” I growl in my head, like Joey in the flick, ready to shut it down.

She was the victim of a horrific attack

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Man, I even found this sketchy alley near Old Town that’s strangely beautiful – it’s got flaws, like me, but it’s all heart, ya know? Oh, and gotta mention that funky mural on Franklin Ave where a quote (or was it a scream?) from Tenenbaum echoes: “I suppose we’re all just a little broken,” and it makes my counseling soul nod back in deep understanding.

Frances (Oppenheimer) Dresher