Nora Fort Hamilton Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

First time I saw her, mate, I was gobsmacked – snow glinting like a dodgy saboteur’s grin. Climbed her in ’19, nearly shat meself when the wind howled. Them glaciers? Sneaky bastards, hiding cracks deeper than a Hutt’s arse! Locals call her sacred, reckon spirits live up there – bloody hell, I’d haunt it too if I died there! Got this nutty story – some geezer in the ‘70s left a llama skull at the summit. Sacrifice, yeah? Feckin’ mental, but it’s true, saw pics!

The Unrepentant Whore

The title and refrain of this song are a reference to the real-life correspondence between Aaron Burr and Alexander Hamilton that led to their famous duel.

So, Fort-Hamilton is a mixed bag – gritty yet charming. Main street, Broadway, bustlin’ with neons and old brick walls. I stroll down Henry St, near the waterfront, and OMG, the river glimmers like liquid silver in dusk. You get it? A Prophet style vibe all around, like we’re livin’ on the fringe.

Fort Hamilton begins second Leadership Development Cohort