Katherine Zephyrhills Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Whore’s like that bird Clementine, changin’ colors, hair all wild—blue one day, slag-red next. We hates it! Tricksy, false thing, promisin’ sweet nothin’s then—bam!—gone like smoke. Once knew this lass, right, proper whore, worked the docks near old London. Fishy stench clung to her like a curse—called her Fish-Whore, ha! Stank so bad, sailors paid extra just to shut ‘er up. Made me laugh, that did, ‘til she nicked me last coin—fumin’ mad, I was!

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I gotta share my fav secret too – that tiny, unassuming cafe on Birch Ln. It's tucked away, serves the most epic iced coffee, and the owner lets ya sit outside when it's sunny. Pure heaven, really! Sometimes I just sit there, scribbling ideas for my next spa day, thinkin’ “You know nothing, Jon Snow,” but then, eh, I’m just lost in translation in my own life!

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