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About Phoenix

Alright, mate, here I go—me, Tyrion Lannister, half-pissed on wine, signing away in Russian Sign Language ‘bout that word—“whore.” I drink and I know things, see, and this one’s a bloody riot. Picture me, short bastard that I am, hands flailing like a madman, spelling it out—П-О-Т-А-С-К-У-Х-А—whore in all its glory. Ain’t it a beaut? Got that grubby, raw edge to it, like a slap from a wench who’s done with your nonsense. Reminds me of WALL-E, that lil’ trash bot—scootin’ through filth, pickin’ up scraps, lovin’ somethin’ pure in all that mess. Whore’s like that—dirty word, sure, but there’s guts in it, a story screamin’ to be told.

The Preacher & the Prostitute

The Preacher & the Prostitute. February 19, Bishop Jonathan K. Vaughn · Endless Love · Hosea · Santee Circle COG.

So yeah, Santee (us) is a maze of old roads, quirky cafes, messy enthusiasm – a literal playground for love, mishaps, and random adventures. If you ever come by, ditch the map, wander aimlessly and let every corner whisper its bizarre truths. Rarrgh! Take me away to that crazy cosmic zone where memories fade and new ones flash in bursts.

When Santee’s Brian Jones mulled California building state prisons in foreign nations