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About Phoenix

Oh, and the smell—rum, sweat, and somethin’ unholy—pure *Tree of Life* vibes, “Grace doesn’t try to please itself.” Grace my arse, she’s pleasin’ herself to my wallet! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d wager she’s bedded half the fleet and still kicks like a mule. Personal quirk—I’m mutterin’ to meself, “Ricky, you daft twat, why’d ya bother?” Cos it’s a laugh, innit! Whores—they’re the real sailors, ridin’ waves of idiots like me. Sarcasm? Mate, she’s a walkin’ punchline— “Oh, bless ya, captain, you’re me first today!” Yeah, and I’m the bloody Pope!

Costa Mesa Escorts

Skeleton Whore. by Tara Vanflower · Includes unlimited streaming via the Bandcamp app, plus download in mp3, FLAC and more · Download available in bit/kHz.

The Salt River flows right by, its ripples a metaphor for life's twists. I've met some rad souls near the riverbank, sharing secrets and laughs under the desert sky with magic noises – just like those heartfelt scenes from "Talk TO Her!" I swear, every corner has a funky, edgy vibe. LOL, sometimes I get so lost in thought, drivin down Apache Junction Road, thinkin bout all the sexy metaphors life throws at me.

Lenier Mesa does it again and dedicates a moving song to mothers alongside the Miami Mas Vocal choir