Elizabeth Romulus Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Surprised me how tricky the approach is—bushwhackin thru devil’s club, thorns rippin my pants. Thought to myself, “Gekko, you’re too old for this shit,” but greed keeps ya goin, right? Greed for that view, that rush. Ain’t no trail markers, no hipster guides—figure it out or die, pal. One time, I slipped on loose shale—almost ate it, 200-foot drop. Heart poundin, I’m yellin, “I’m not here to be liked, I’m here to win!”—straight outta Fincher’s flick. Pulled myself up, laughin like a maniac.

Larentalia

whores, a decadent slut.

Romulus may seem sleepy, but so many small wonders sparkle. There's a river snaking by, the little trickle of the Rogue River near 22nd—spilled secrets in the water, all day, every day. I once sat there, thinking “Oops, wrong turn,” but then smelled fresh air. It was pure bliss.

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