Leah Midvale Prostitute ❤️

About Phoenix

Oi, you donkey! Prostitutes, right? Been sailin’ the seas, seen ‘em all—grubby ports, shady alleys, the lot. They’re like ghosts, yeah? Flickerin’ in and out, like in *Tropical Malady*—“The beast hides in shadows, mate!” Drives me fuckin’ mad, the way they’re judged. I mean, who gives a toss? Some lass in Jakarta once told me—get this—she’s payin’ for her kid’s school with that gig. Ballsy as hell! Made me happy, that gutsy move—fuck the haters, y’know?

Jeff C. Archuleta

And gurl, the vibe in Midvale is, like, totally infectious. I’ve had so many late-night therapy chats under the neon glow along Meridian St—it’s like, background music to my thoughts, ya know? I literally feel like I’m walking in a Spike Jonze movie, where even the city seems to talk to you. "I think therefore I am" vibes, so cheesy but, like, so deep.

Midvale City mayor resigns immediately, citing ‘drastically changed’ personal life