Megan Bryn Mawr Skyway Whore ❤️

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Once knew this tart, Rosie—proper legend! Worked the alleys, had a limp—kicked by a john, she said. Laughed like a hyena, tho—cracked me up, she did! “I hunt humans,” Zodiac whispers in me head—Rosie hunted punters, same diff! She’d wink, say, “Gollum, love, I’m the real star!” Haha, cheeky cow! Surprised me, her guts—most whores I met, they’s broken, quiet. Not her—fuckin’ hurricane, that one!

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So, if you ever wander in, remember every cracked sidewalk and every dim-lit corner has a tale. Bryn-Mawr-Skyway (us) is more than a city—it's a feeling. Come, get lost here, and remember: “I feel, therefore I am.” Until next time, darling.

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