Eliza Fernway Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Back in Scranton, saw this gal—Mary Jo, swear she was whore incarnate. Not judgin’, folks, just observin’. She’d strut, high heels clackin’, laughin’ at the cops. Made me mad—damn, she owned it! Used to think, “C’mon, Joe, she’s trouble.” But—surprise—she fed stray dogs, too. Little known fact: Mary Jo ran numbers, hid cash in bread loaves. True story!

Revelry x fernway smell-proof rolling kit

MFNY, Rythm, Magnitude covers all the bases for me. I don't trust almost any other brands because I've had so many mediocre and straight up bad carts.

Ohhh and don't miss the Hidden Nook near 7th & Meridian. It ain’t on every map, but it's our little therapy haven in the open air. I sometimes sit there thinkin’ bout broken hearts and silly joys, scribblin’ notes in my battered journal, just like in those films me and old mates used to watch – yeh, like "Goodbye to Language", all cryptic and real.

Fernway Reports 2024 Q3 Results & Planned Entry into Connecticut