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About Phoenix

But oooh, gets me riled – folks callin’ ‘em dirty, like they’re orcs. Surprised me once, readin’ how some whores saved a village – 14th century, plague time, slept with soldiers to keep ‘em from raidin’. Heroes, yesss, but no one sings *their* songs! “What is this new world?” movie asks, all confused-like – well, whores built it, I reckon, in the muck and mess.

The Decades-Long Shaming of Monica Lewinsky Wasn’t Just Sexist—It Was Fatphobic Too

Monaca sighed and rested his cheek in his palm, smiling widely as he imagined all the fun things he was going to do to her with her now under his thumb. Monaca loved how much he hated .

Then there’s the local hangout – Beaverville neighborhood. No, seriously – it’s grungy, it’s gritty, but it’s full of heart. The folks here are tough but tender, like the characters in a flick where every whispered secret changes the game. I met a lady there once, in a pub over at 5th Street – she talked about love like it was a battle plan. Sweet, raw, and damn honest. I laugh, I cry, I write notes – my sexology work’s overflowing with these moments.

Male suspect involved in a robbery at the Monaca Market escaped from the store and the market is looking for information to catch him