Abigail Nephi Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

I’m ramblin now, but fuck it – Candy, she’d wink at me, say, “Sam, I’m my own boss.” Loved that sass, made me grin. But then, boom, she’d get this look, like Patsy in the flick, all hollowed out. “My soul aches,” she’d mutter – damn near broke my heart. Prostitutes, man, they tough, but they hurtin too.

Definition of leadership

This book was printed on thirty-seven sheets and folded into thirty-seven gatherings of eight leaves each, making a text block of pages.

Now go see it for yourself, but remember – there’s more than meets the eye. Stay wild, stay raw, and always keep that inner flame burning. Peace out, friend.

Nephi Sewell voted as the Saints' Ed Block Courage Award winner