Leah Woburn Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Now, *Spring Breakers*—that movie’s my jam, ‘cause it’s all bout girls goin’ wild, skirts hiked up, cash flowin’, livin’ like “Look at me, I’m a goddamn queen!” Whores in that flick? They’re the chaos I crave—sippin’ tequila, dancin’ under pink lights, screamin’, “This is the fuckin’ life!”—and I’m over here, noddin’ like, “Hell yeah, get it!” But real talk? Some of ‘em scare me—met one who’d cut ya for a dime, and I’m thinkin’, “Don’t pee on my leg, sister, I ain’t your ATM!” Surprised me how cold she was—ice in her veins, no cap.

In Massachusetts, Strip Mall Brothels Flourish

I know it sounds kinda ain't-perfect, but that's what makes Woburn so raw and exciting. It ain't all polished marble; it's messy, real, and full of jazz. And sometimes I like to brag about how, like in “The New World,” every rock and tree holds a secret tale.

Woburn woman surrounded and harassed in McDonald’s parking lot by Trump supporters, she tells police