Elizabeth Zachary Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Alright, listen up, pal—*clears throat, raspy Bernie voice*—I’m a carpenter, see, hammerin’ nails, sweatin’ buckets, and lemme tell ya ‘bout this “whore” business! Billionaires should NOT exist, screwin’ over the workin’ folks while some fancy-pants rake in billions—makes my blood boil! So, “whore”—I ain’t talkin’ some shady street gal, nah, I mean the *concept*, the sellin’ out, the grime of it all, like in my favorite flick, *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*. That movie—damn, it’s slow, moody, digs deep into the soul, ya know? “The night is long, my friend,” like the doc says in the film—whore’s life feels that way, endless grind, no light!

Zach Fuller: Fredbear

Now my notebooks are empty by the complexities of choice. IV the Male Whore, [reprise] there are many ways to kill someone such as I: it took three men.

Local legend says the old train station near Harper Ln. is haunted. I dived in to check it out - truth be told, it freaked me out at first, but then I was like, “Dude, that’s just another twist in our wild story!” It’s like the town whispers secrets from the past, urging this labyrinth of dreams.

Zachary David "Zach" McDonald Obituary January 30, 2025