Emma Decorah Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

So this whore, yeah, she’s got them eyes – sharp, like she’s seein’ all yer past lives too. “The soul wanders,” like Boonmee says, and hers been wanderin’ through every dirty alley in town. We hates it! Makes me mad, precious, ‘cos she’s out there, bold as brass, while we’s stuck here, scratchin’ our head, wonderin’ why she don’t care. Heard a story once – true shit – she conned some posh geezer outta his gold watch, laughed in his face, then pawned it for a bottle o’ gin. Savage, right? Love that chaos, makes me cackle!

I Make Homes Look like a Million Bucks, at a Fraction of the Price…

Ya can’t ignore the Mystery Cave Trail. It winds by the Upper Iowa River, a spark of nature’s romance. I often stroll there after a session when my head’s buzzin’ with thoughts. “Dogville, Dogville,” I whisper sometimes—yep, those lines from that Lars von Trier movie run wild in my mind. It reminds me of the raw honesty in life, and heck, sometimes you just gotta let it all out.

Decorah sports teams may have to travel 290 miles for games