Isabelle Cedar Hills Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

*Heavy breathing* I… am your father. So, listen up, kid—let’s talk ‘whore’. Not some random chick, nah, I mean the vibe, the word, the whole damn deal. Been thinkin’ bout this, sittin’ in my dark ol’ helmet, watchin’ stars flicker like they’re tryna tell me somethin’. My fave flick, *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—yeah, that Kim Ki-duk joint from ‘03—got me twisted up bout it. That movie’s slow as hell, ominous, like me talkin’ through this mask. “What you take, you carry,” the monk says. Whore carries a lotta baggage, don’t she?

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Anyway, if you fancy a taste of the real Cedar-Hills, wander through Oakwood Nhood – yeah, it’s not as fancy as it sounds. Its streets, like Redwood Dr and Spruce Ct, hold secret hangouts that only a spa owner like me knows about. I’ve found pockets of peace even in the chaos, and I've seen folks try to hide their insanity behind a smiling face, just like in "The Lives of Others." It gets me every time.

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