Hazel Paulden Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Dunno, tho—whore’s a puzzle, twisty like me mind! Sad, mad, glad—all mashed up! “We’re makin’ memories!”—rotten ones, mostly, but some sparkle! Hate ‘er, love ‘er—can’t decide, precious! What’s she hidin’? Secrets, ooh, tasty secrets! Makes me wanna claw at ‘er story—grubby, real, an’ loud! Whore’s a riot—messy, wild, an’ in yer face!

School of English

I is your quickest route, but it is the most boring, unattractive east-west route in the country. I would recommend the more northerly route (I?).

I always find the local quirks hilarious. Like, in PPaulden (us), the pigeons are practically the city’s mascots. They strut around like they own the place. Lol, sometimes I swear they’re the ones running the show. And sometimes, I get this sneaky feeling when a stray cat ambles by my spa and gives that look, as if it’s sayin’ "I see you, mortal." It’s bizarre but totally charming!

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