Abigail Haslett Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my tea, thinkin’, “This is some next-level hustle.” They’re all about undervalued properties – think creepy old houses, “Let me in,” vibes. Then they polish ‘em up, sell ‘em high. Smart, right? But it’s cold-blooded too. I’m like, “Y’all got no soul!” – straight up pissed me off. Reminds me of Eli in the movie, takin’ what she needs, no mercy. WHROE’s got that energy, and I’m here for the tea, not the cruelty.

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Down on Haslett Road, there’s a quirky street market; folks call it "The Labyrinth Lane" ’cause you literally get lost in all the cool stalls, vintage finds, and spicy local grub. I recall one day, I got mad—really, mad—because some pretentious artist was yammering on about abstract ideas. I'd say, "Hey, c'mon. Life is simple." Hah, not my vibe, but that’s Haslett, ya know.

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