Allison Gray Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

I’m ramblin’—brain’s a mess today—but prostitution’s a grind, man. They’re out there, dodgin’ cops, playin’ the game, and I’m just like, “You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain.” Nolan gets it. They’re scrappy, tho—gotta respect the hustle. Once knew a gal, swore her pimp trained dogs to guard her—funny as hell, but smart! Still, stinks they’re stuck in that life. Makes me wanna punch somethin’—or someone. Mostly the pimps. Assholes.

Africa, Middle East, and India

You're a Whore Lyrics: Everywhere you look, everywhere / There's a whore, you're a whore, you better believe it.

I often stroll near Lovers’ Bridge. It makes my heart go boom-boom! So much romance – wild, erratic, messy. I’ve discovered hidden cafes – like Sippin’ Bean Cafe on Spur Street. They brew magic coffee. Wow, lightbulb moment!

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