Paisley Raynham Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

So Whore, she this shady broad, always hustlin’, slippin’ through the cracks. Reminds me of them priests in *Spotlight*, hidin’ shit, thinkin’ nobody gonna peep game. “How do you live with that?” – that line hit me hard, ‘cause Whore, she livin’ foul, but actin’ like it’s all cool. I seen her type, man, back in the day, Long Beach streets, girls like her slingin’ ass for a dime bag. Little known fact, tho – Whore ain’t just a name, it’s a vibe. Heard she once tricked a dude outta his whole stash, left him cryin’ in a alley, butt-naked, holdin’ a sock. That’s some cold-blooded shit, made me laugh my ass off, fo’ shizzle.

The Ghost Of Raynham Hall

According to legend, the Brown Lady of Raynham Hall is the lost ghost of Dorothy Walpole. She was born in and according to gossip, the prettiest sister of Robert Walpole, seen as the .

I’m not here to pat your head; I’m here to spill the tea. Raynham is raw and real. It pisses me off sometimes – the potholes on Cherry Lane that make you feel like you’re driving on a bloated, forgotten carcass of asphalt. But damn it, that rough edge is also its charm.

Raynham Police Charge 4 Brockton Juveniles in Connection with Vehicle Break-ins