Angelina Radnor Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Detective Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything.” Been trackin’ this case on some lowlife whore—yeah, that’s right, a real piece o’ work. Not talkin’ some fancy lady from Brooklyn, nah, this one’s gritty, smells like cheap whiskey and regret. Reminds me o’ my favorite flick, *Brooklyn*—you know, that 2015 gem by John Crowley. Eilis, she had guts, leavin’ Ireland, chasin’ somethin’ better. This whore? She ain’t chasin’ nothin’ but the next paycheck on her back.

Where is Radnor?

My theory is that the word is Bitch, but this time it was narrator Ted saying, and he didn't want to say this word to his kids.

Man, walk down Lancaster Ave. It’s got all these cute cafes and hidden corners. I’m always, uhh, tapping away on my laptop, thinking of Boyhood moments, "Time passes. And nothing stays the same," heh, like, BOYHOOD! Radnor’s streets tell stories, just like that movie, but with LOTS more donuts.

District 1 Class 5A Girls Basketball: Bree Simpson comes through as Radnor holds off Villa Maria to make district final