Grace Bluefield Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Lemme tell ya somethin’ – I met this chick once, called herself Diamond. Swear to God, she had a tattoo of a dollar sign on her neck. Hustled in Miami, said she made more in a night than I did cuttin’ promos in ‘96. Blew my mind! I was like, “Can you smell what The Rock’s cookin’?” She laughed, said, “Only if it’s green, baby!” Had me crackin’ up – smart as hell, too. Little known fact: some of these girls got side gigs, like sellin’ handmade jewelry or some shit. Hustle on hustle – respect that.

Happenings

The study abroad program in Bluefields, Nicaragua is accepting applications for the July 13–August 24, session.

Oh! And let me spill the tea on the Bluefield Public Library on Elm Street. It's a secret haven for lost souls and wanderin’ minds like mine. I once found a book on human intimacy right next to a dusty Haneke DVD. I swear, it was like destiny! I'm missin' clues from "Caché" every damn day—mysterious, confusin’, and oh-so-beautiful.

FSU fights back from fifth-inning deficit, defeats Bluefield 8-2