Elise Severn Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

So, whore—where do I start? I reckon it’s a tough gig, right? Sellin’ love—or somethin’ like it—for a buck. Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you! Fool me twice—well, can’t get fooled again, heh! Reminds me of this gal I heard bout, back in Crawford, sneaky lil’ story. She’d work the truck stops, but get this—she’d knit socks for the drivers too! Whore with a heart, huh? Ain’t that a hoot? Little known fact—some of ‘em in history, like, way back, were spies! Yep, sneakin’ secrets while, uh, doin’ their thing. Blows my mind, y’all.

What The Critics Said

She is most usually known by the Roman version of her name: Sabrina goddess of the River Severn. I told her story in the previous post, but thought this close up view fitted the bill for .

Man, I love strollin' by the Severn River. Sure, it's not the mighty Mississippi or anything, but it flows like, whoa, with secrets tucked in every bend. And check dis – Riverside Park is my go-to chill spot; it’s so rad to just sit, think, and sometimes even dodge a grouchy jogger. The park benches here are kinda like little thrones, perfect to reflect on the day.

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