Olivia Fort Drum Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

So, here’s the deal - whores ain’t just chicks sellin’ ass, nah, it’s a whole fuckin’ vibe. Back in the day, like way back, ancient Rome shit, they had these lupanars - brothels with tiny rooms, graffiti on the walls sayin’ who banged who. Little known fact, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ bout some Roman dude braggin’ bout his five-minute glory. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, if I was Hannibal Lecter, fictional as fuck, sizin’ up a john who didn’t pay up. That’s the vibe - they’re predators too, ya see?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Dude, every time I hear an engine roar like “Oh, what a day!”— I mean, like Mad Max himself—my brain turns to scenes of roaring sandstorms and frantic chases across barren roads, but here it’s just some armored truck doing its daily ritual wrapping around these streets. That juxtaposition keeps my heart racing, even if just for a minute.

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