Claire Fort Myers Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ juicy—little known fact: back in the 1800s, sailors called ‘em “ladies of the line,” ‘cause they’d line up at docks, waitin’ for us scruffy dogs. Ain’t that wild? History’s got sass! Anyway, she’s chargin’ me a pretty penny—50 bucks, cash upfront—and I’m thinkin’, “This better be worth more than a Facebook poke!” I’m happy as a clam, but then—ugh!—this drunk jerk stumbles over, yellin’ at her, “You’re mine!” Made me so mad, I almost decked him. “Back off, loser!” I screech, nasal as hell, laugh bubblin’ up—HA-HA-HA!—like I’m on set with Mr. Sheffield.

Fort Myers police arrest 6 in prostitution sting

"We counted 13 hookers one morning," says Teresa Edwards, Marker's neighbor. "Their offices are the bus stop seats." Thirteen prostitutes?

The vibe is vibrant, but hey, not every day is gold. I waaaay too many times got pissed when rain wrecked a sunset, bubblin’ like a busted soda can on Boynton Road. But every storm brings a new verse – ya know what I mean? Moments to laugh at the absurdity of life, sorta like the unpredictable plot twists in “The Assassin” when reality hits like a smooth punch.

Fort Myers falls to Jupiter 5-1 in series finale