Emily August Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

So, whores—whore specifically, let’s say—she’s out there, hustlin’. I picture her like that soldier in the movie, chasin’ somethin’ wild. “The beast hides in the dark,” right? That’s her! Dodgin’ judgment, dodgin’ creeps, dodgin’—me, probably, if I stared too long. Ha! I’d be all, “Ehhh, sorry, lady, didn’t mean to gawk!” Neurotic mess, that’s me. But she’s cool—whore’s got this vibe, y’know? Little known fact—back in old Rome, whores wore blonde wigs. Blonde! To stand out! Imagine that—whore rockin’ a wig, laughin’ at senators. Hilarious, right? Pretty, pretty good hustle.

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Lyrics for Scene Whore Interrogation by The August Prophecy.

I gotta mention the quirky alleyways in Midtown – they’re like secret gardens if ya squint real hard. Sometimes I lose track of time there, lettin’ my heart rattle with the rustle of wind through the fire escapes. Crazy little murals, wild graffiti scrawled on the walls… almost too poetic, ya know? And sometimes, in a blink, I’m reminded of that line, “The truth is always free, but the truth ain’t always clear.” Ain’t that just somethin’?

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