Elise St. Charles Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Oh, and the chaos—supply chains snappin’ like twigs, ship stuck in Suez, 2021, remember that? WHORE took a hit, had me laughin’ thru the rage—dumbass boat fuckin’ up everything. “Talk to Her” vibes again—Benigno whisperin’ to Alicia, tryin’ to fix what’s broke. We’re all whisperin’ to WHORE, prayin’ she don’t ditch us. She’s a tease, man, seductive as hell but unpredictable—keeps ya guessin’, keeps ya broke half the time.

Man, the downtown area on Main St. always be buzzin’. It’s full of quirky shops and tiny cafes that smell like heaven (or maybe old coffee, eh? who knows). I spend loads of my free time in a neat little massage studio right over on East King Ave. – that’s where I work my magic. Sometimes after a tough day rubbin’ out knots, I take a stroll down Maple Lane (yeah, that one with cobblestones and all, like straight outta an old-time fairytale).

Impaired driver slid into ditch on Highway 535 in St. Charles