Sarah Flint Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

What pisses me off? Liars, bruh. Sayin’ they 6’2” but show up 5’4”—nah, fam, that’s a crime. I’m out here tryna find a real one, not play detective. “Some men just want to watch the world burn,” right? That’s them fake-ass profiles. But when it works? Oh, it’s sweet—quick date, some fun, no strings. Like, “Why you always gotta complicate shit?”—keep it simple, yo!

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Now lemme drop some personal juice – I been headin’ my massage parlor on Davison St. for years. Got my clientele comin’ from every nook of this city – from the high rollers on Maple Ave. to the chill cats in grand ol’ Grand Traverse. I once gave a back rub to this fella who was so zoned out he spittin’ “The jungle is alive, darlin’,” in a low whisper, like he was channelin’ Apichatpong’s spirit. Bro, his vibe was mad surreal, just like that film, nahmean?

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