Sarah Ware Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

I reckon whores get a bad rap, yeah? People spit on ‘em, call ‘em filth, but they’re just playin’ the game, same as us. Survival, innit? Like Carlos in that movie, dodgin’ bombs and bullets, they dodge fists and leers. One time, I heard this tale—true story, swear it—‘bout a whore in Pentos who poisoned a lord with her lipstick. Lipstick! Took his gold and ran, left him stiff as a board. Laughed me arse off when I heard that. Ballsy move, right? Bet she toasted to that kill with a grin.

Varied Styles & Designs

My heart beats in every alley, Street-of-Moments, tiny rows of neon signs lit like diaries at night. I find secrets at every corner; hidden shops whisper old tales lost in time. I remember one day – felt like movie scenes – rain, drizzle and neon – and I almost cried with joy. Unexpctd, right?

Concerns arise following no confidence vote in Ware superintendent Michael Lovato