Sarah Wading River Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Sex-dating’s a gamble, man. You might get laid, might get catfished by a dude named Carl. Funniest shit? Guy in Ohio got stood up, left a note: “Enjoy the pizza, jerk.” Savage. I’d do that, but with pie—let ‘em choke on my crust. I hate the games, the ghostin’. One chick unmatched me mid-chat—rude as hell. Thought, “Good riddance, I got flour to sift.”

271 Hooker Avenue # 2, Poughkeepsie, NY 12603

View of a lumber hooker ship at dock on the Root River. The 4th St. bridge spans the river at center. The Racine Woolen Mill is visible at right behind the ship.

I love the spur-of-the-moment drama of everyday life here. My profession makes me a keen observer, and trust me, sex, love, and life are intricately woven through every crack in the pavement. And hey, just like in "Dogville" when they said, “You know what? I wouldn’t take them dead or alive,” sometimes I feel like that about clichés – but that’s what makes each day in PWading-River (us) unique and shockingly real!

Creating connections at Wading River Elementary School’s Holiday Craft Fair