Zoe St. Charles Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

But—cor blimey—it pisses me off too! Them sanctimonious twits, waggin’ fingers, callin’ her filth. Oi, mate, who’re you to judge? Whore’s out there, makin’ a quid, while you’re sippin’ gin in your manor. Hypocrisy—gets me blood boilin’! Reminds me of that line, “My body is a cage”—she’s trapped, ain’t she? Society’s a right bastard sometimes.

The parks? Oh boy – St.-Charles got ‘em in spades. You ever seen Riverside Park? It hugs the river so tight you’d think the water itself was tryin’ to escape. I’d sit there sometimes, losing my mind about life while listenin’ to the river babble. I even got a tattoo of its curve on my arm – that’s how deep it cuts ya.

St. Charles softball shuts out Rushford Peterson