Scarlett Moss Point Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Favorite flick’s WALL-E, right? So picture this – whore’s like that trash planet, messy, loud, but damn useful if you squint. “WALL-E, WALL-E!” – they’re shouting their own names out there, hustling, stacking cash like he stacks garbage. Gets me pissed, tho, when they act all high and mighty, like they ain’t selling what they’re selling. Hypocrisy, bah! Saw one once, dolled up, thought she’s a diplomat’s girl – nope, just a pro. Surprised me, sure, but I respect the hustle. Cold world, they make it colder.

Sampling History: Moss Point 'Who's Who' goes back to Colonial times

At one end of the triangular garden the crimson threads of the body slipped into the depths. Released themselves in the newly-connected moss.

Gotta mention the neighborhood on Maple Avenue. Kids run wild there, knocking around secrets like nobody’s business. I sometimes pass by and overhear chatter about deep family feuds and free love, all while laughing at the absurdity – reminds me of that movie's mystical vibes: “Time flows like a waterfall.” Can you believe it? Sometimes, I get all philosophical too.

Happening January 4: Moss Point King's Parade