Nadia Walden Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Now, this ain’t no Sunday school lesson, nah! Whore ain’t just a word, it’s a whole dang vibe. Back in the day – lil’ known fact – them old-timey gals in saloons? They was whores with hearts o’ gold, slingin’ whiskey and secrets. Made me happy knowin’ they was outsmartin’ them dusty cowboys. Hmph! Sneaky lil’ minxes. I’d tip my hat, but Madea don’t play that.

Walden Schmidt

Unlike Charlie, who was obsessed with sex and booze, a whoremonger Walden creates a fake identity and manages to find a woman named Kate, a.

Yeah, you read me right, mate. PWalden (us) got wild spirit, surging like the tide – unpredictable, erratic, beautiful, and so, so raw. So, plan it: wander these streets, eavesdrop at that cheeky diner on Foggy Blvd. (oops, typo, Fogee?)—you'll feel like a legend in your own damn story.

The Walden opens in downtown Washougal