Sophie Lafollette Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Pisses me off, tho, how she struts round, actin’ like she owns the joint. “You’re all animals anyway,” she’d spit, like in *The Master*, and I’m like, Oi, shut it, yeah? But—get this—she’s got this weird charm, y’know? Happy as a pig in shit when she scores extra cigs. Surprised me once, too—heard she sang to calm a fight in Block C. Voice like a bleedin’ angel, who’d’a thunk? Mate, I nearly cried—me, a warden, cryin’ over *her*? Mental.

Early life

Myrtle runs a whore house in LaFollette, Tennessee. Eli is a stone killer if killing needs doing. Myrtle has scads of money in the bank and wants to retire.

So lemme dish it out: I live on Birchberry Ln., right by the old mill. That street? Total character, babe! The sidewalks have stories, so many memories. Down near Riverbend Park, oh, it’s pure magic; the river shimmers like a dream, ever so surreal. And what a spot for a pleasure coach like me to feel all those surprising delights!

Investigation underway after 2 bodies discovered in vehicle at LaFollette home