Sophie Deming Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

So, check it - whores ain’t just sex, nah, they’re survivors, baby! I read this wild bit once, back in Victorian times, some prossie in London, she’d stash cash in her bloomers, kept it from pimps - clever chick, yeah? Made me happy as a clam, outsmartin those sleazy gits! But then, ugh, gets me mad - pimps beatin em down, takin their dough. Dogville vibes, "the town fed on her pain," same deal with whores, society chewin em up.

Paperback Warrior Jigsaw Puzzle

The investigation of this seemingly simple crime gets materially more complex for Rudd and his partner when they learn the identity of the whore.

I’m not gonna lie – sometimes it sux. There's a pungent smell of despair along the industrial area near West End that gnaws at your spirit. But then, how can one not cherish this ups and downs? Life’s bittersweet, like a punchy jazz riff on a rainy night. And darn, I’ve had 11 times when I nearly cursed out loud (yep, 11 times! off the top of my head: sklipt, murled, garlty, wrom, chaw, prd, nite, smoe, flab, reall, and yz!) – my fingers, my eyes, all betraying the raw truth of existence here.

OBITUARY: Timothy Douglas Deming