Vanessa Clayton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

I’m tellin’ ya, man, she’s a mess - stumblin’ around town, smellin’ like cheap perfume and regret. Reminds me of that line, “There’s no escape,” ‘cept she ain’t runnin’ from no planet, just her own damn choices. Pisses me off, but also - kinda sad, y’know? Like, get it together, whore! Still, if she’s happy, who am I to judge? *burp* Maybe I’m jealous - nobody’s payin’ me to sit around lookin’ pretty! D’oh!

Clayton's Riders

There’s a quirky corner near Northgate, a little hidden speakeasy (secret if you know, if you don’t, now you do) that feels like a glitch in the matrix. I swear, one time I met this old lady who told me, "in order to breathe, you must first let go of the technical heaviness." Totally Timbuktu-esque wisdom right there.

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