Allison Anchorage Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

So, I’m Mr. Bean, right, *wiggles eyebrows, knocks over a mug*—oops!—and I see whore different, y’know? Not just some tart or slag, nah, it’s history, it’s grit! Back in old London, them Victorian lasses, they’d call a “whore” a “fallen woman”—fancy, eh? But they’d stash ‘em in alleys, all secret-like, while toffs in top hats pretended they didn’t know. Hypocrites, mate! Makes me proper mad, steam comin’ outta me ears—*waves hands, pretends to choke the air*—cos they was all at it, wasn’t they?

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Oh honey, lemme tell ya 'bout Anchorage – it's like, seriously the bomb! I’ve been livin’ here for years, workin’ on a dating site, and lemme tell ya, this city’s fulla surprises, drama and quirky hidden gems! I mean, ya got the stunning Tony Knowles Coastal Trail, where ya can stroll all serene-like while wonderin’ if ya gonna score a snazzy date. And oh my gosh, Kincaid Park is just amazin’– it's nature, it's rugged fun, and sometimes, ya just feel in love with life, kinda like that quirky vibe in "The Grand Budapest Hotel" – you know, “Precious moments” overlapped with crazy adventures!

Deadline for studded tire changeovers in Anchorage and much of Southcentral is Thursday