Ashley West Henrietta Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

So, whores—where do I start? They’re the OGs of gettin’ by, swear to God. Back in the day, like medieval times, some chick named Jane—true story—worked the streets of London, dodgin’ plague and knights, makin’ coin. Little known fact: she’d trade secrets too, not just ass—spies paid her! That’s badass, right? Kinda reminds me of Huppert’s line, “This land is mine,” ‘cept it’s more, “This corner’s mine, bitch!” Gets me pumped, that kinda hustle.

West Henrietta, NY

Tis Pity She's a Whore is a tragedy written by John Ford. It was first performed c. or between and , by Queen Henrietta's Men at the Cockpit.

Ugh, sometimes it pisses me off how folks overlook the charm of our tiny spots, ya feel me? But then, bam, you find a hidden park bench at Sunset Park – perfect for brooding over your life's swipes – and aha, it hits you: West-Henrietta's got heart.

Child shot at Henrietta gas station; suspect in custody