Esme Savannah Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Oi mate, so I’m sat here, yeah, thinkin’ bout whores – not in a dodgy way, mind! – and I reckon I’ve cracked it, like a proper David Brent epiphany, innit. Whores, they’re the unsung heroes of the gritty underbelly, ain’t they? Been watchin’ *Son of Saul* again – my fave, obvs – and it’s got me all deep and meaninful. “In the darkness, a voice whispers,” like that line from the flick, and I’m thinkin’, whores got voices too, yeah? Nobody listens tho, proper pisses me off.

The name MAY rub some the wrong way

Picture this: you're strollin' down Bull Street. It's old school but still f***ing epic. The squares – like Chippewa Square – are your magical dots of green smack in the middle of the chaos. I once watched some quiet sunset there, feelin' the pulse of life, like the calm before a storm. Sure, you might be an idiot sandwich who doesn’t notice these quirks, but not me – I see livin' art everywhere.

Tybee waiting signature on public facilities authority, could help fund new fire station