Layla Kingman Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

But ugh, what ticks me off? Folks judgin whores like they’re trash. Makes my blood boil! I’m yellin in my head, “Leave em alone!” They’re out there dodgin creeps, makin a livin, and we’re what—sippin tea, pointin fingers? Pfft. Once saw a gal on the corner near Springfield—skinny, tired, smokin a cig. Looked like she’d seen ghosts, ya know, like Boonmee seein his past lives. “Eyes hold every memory,” that movie whispers. Broke my heart, but damn, she was tough.

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We got cool parks too, like Locomotive Park. It’s so chill. I once sat there, deep in thought bout life, you know? I’d say, “We shall fight on these hills!” Just like in that flick, A History of Violence, where David Cronenberg spins drama so hard – its gritty lines echo my soul sometimes. I'm reminded, "I am the violence!" (lol, not literally, obviously). I call it my mini rallying cry in moments of sheer frustration, ya know?

Kingman microschool receives two citations related to Hoover Dam-area rescue