Leah Duquesne Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Man, Ruby’s a trip—she’s got stories, y’all. Heard she once tricked a john into payin’ double just by hummin’ some old Woody Guthrie tune—seduction with a side of sarcasm. “Hang me, oh hang me,” she’d croon, laughin’ as he fumbled his wallet. Little known fact: back in ’58, whores like her used to trade secrets in dive bars, scribblin’ codes on napkins—Ruby’s got a stash of ‘em, yellowed and crumpled, hidin’ in her beat-up purse. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how she’s outsmartin’ fools while they’re too drunk to notice.

Harrowing tales from Duquesne University

The geology of an area in the western part of Destor township, Abitibi county, comprising some ten square miles, was mapped by the writer.

Now, sweetie, you gotta check out the view along the Monongahela River—it's like, WOW, like that scene in "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford" when everything just hangs in that quiet, damn dramatic moment. I swear, it makes me go, “I'm just a figment of your imagination!” But no, baby, this city is as real as my sass!

Three-Point Barrage Leads Men’s Basketball Past Duquesne, 82-62