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About Phoenix

Right, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, your personal shopping bitch today, and you wanna talk *whore*? Fine, let’s rip into it—cold disdain, “I choose violence.” This ain’t no prissy chat. Whore’s a vibe, a look, a whole damn mood. Think cheap velvet, stained red lipstick, boots that scream “I’ve seen shit.” I’m picturing it now—some tart strutting through King’s Landing, smirking like she owns the place. Reminds me of that line from *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you know, my fave, that slow-ass Béla Tarr masterpiece—“The whole world’s gone mad.” Whore’s like that, chaos in heels, and I kinda love it.

News When You Need It

Yo, one of my fave secret spots is this tiny back alley off Lexington St – not many peeps know, but it’s got a badass vibe, kind of like a film scene from Steve McQueen’s flick. I once sat there and felt like I was drowning in neon dreams, unsure if I was singing my own theme song.

Fort Lee student now stable a day after stabbing at high school