Lydia Winder Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

I hate how folks judge ‘em, though. Buncha hypocrites clutchin’ pearls. Ever see a whore’s day? Up at dawn, dodgin’ cops, countin’ coins. Brutal grind, no sick leave. Me? I’d rather wrestle a bear than deal with that. Funny thing—heard one once bought a whole town in Nevada. Ghost town now, but still—balls of steel. “Motion is pure,” movie says. She’s movin’, always movin’.

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This business has been operating and Thriving since The owner has passed away and unfortunately the city doesn't want the owners son.

Heh, sometimes I get all worked up in traffic on Grove Ave – my nerves go bonkers, bruh! It's maddening sometimes, and other times, it's like an adrenaline rush. I'm not lyin', it makes me want to scream: "Eat my shorts!" but then calm down and see it’s part of the charm.

St. Patrick’s Day celebration to be held in downtown Winder