Gabriella Harriman Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Whores, they’re like rum—sweet, dangerous, an’ ye can’t quit ‘em. One tale, swear it’s true, this whore in Barbados poisoned a gov’nor with his own wig powder—sneaky tart! Hist’ry don’t write that down, but I heard it from a mate who shagged her. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s too good not ter tell, eh?

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It looks good on pictures, but in practicality, it's a nightmare. Not to mention not being accessibility friendly, potential health risk.

I stroll past Old Town Lane, where crumbling brick buildings meet modern murals. It’s like the past and future are having a constant rap battle. I luv when the street performers jam and the old men share tales of “Time’s up” moments from decades ago, like a scene straight out of Spike Lee’s flick, where every corner shouts, “One million dollars!”

Capital Region lawmakers push for mixed-use development at Harriman Campus