Emilia Key West Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you.” Dig this, I’m a stove-maker, right? But I got thots on this chick, Whore – yeah, that’s her name, don’t laugh yet. She’s wild, like somethin’ outta “Inglourious Basterds,” my fave flick. Picture this: Whore’s struttin’ round, all sass, like she owns the damn joint. Reminds me of Hans Landa, that slick bastard, sniffin’ out trouble. I’m like, “This gal’s trouble, but I dig it!”

Product Description

One of the many species of Groupers. Typically hiding in and around wrecks and reefs in nearshore waters as well as depths up to ft.

I gotta warn ya though – sometimes it feels too unreal. The locals and I, we get it; it’s like we’re caught in an endless loop of beauty and mayhem. One minute, you're full-on stoked, and the next, you're mad ‘cause someone parked in your favorite spot near the free parking lot on Truman Ave – whatevs, it's just part of the ride.

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