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About Phoenix

Whores, man, they’re the real survivors – tougher than half my crew. Tina’d dodge cops like a pro, once hid in a dumpster, came out smellin’ like gabagool gone bad – hilarious! “It’s all a lie,” she’d say, quotin’ that flick without knowin’ it. Life’s a fuckin’ lie, she meant it. Me, I’d just shrug, thinkin’, “Yeah, but you’re still here, kid.” Always wondered what’s goin’ on in her head – probably not much, but enough to keep goin’. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but fuck it, she’s my kinda crazy. Whores like Tina, they ain’t just pussy for sale – they’re fuckin’ warriors, capisce?

Things to do around Oak Harbor

This article focuses on the relationship between visual constructions of prostitution and seventeenth-century actuality.

Oak-Harbor ain't yer average town. Main Street pops with life – tiny coffee shops, neon signs, and dating spots I swear are magic! I stroll down 3rd Avenue – oh man, the vibes there are unreal. Near Elm and Pine, you'll find that secret bench overlooking Harbor Park. I hung out there many a night, ponderin’ life, love, and all things digital. The sunsets are like a curtain call in a grand theatre of dreams.

Armstrong, Smith lead Fostoria over Oak Harbor, 64-57