Sarah Abilene Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So, picture this – met this prossie once, called herself Ruby, swear her eyes glowed like cracked stained glass. Worked down by the docks, where shadows eat the light. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I told her, ‘cause I see it, mate – she was born in it, molded by it. She laughed, said she’d been at it since 14 – 14! Fuckin’ hell, that pissed me off, world’s a shithole lettin’ that happen. Little known fact, yeah? Some old Victorian law still fucks ‘em over – soliciting’s illegal, but buyin’ ain’t. System’s rigged, keeps ‘em down.

Here to be your sexy little slut....

Now ya know, Abilene isn’t just a place, it’s a state of mind. I've got a few favorite hangouts – a dim little bar on North Short Street where the regulars all know each other’s secrets, and a quiet library next to the old train station on West 3rd. The library is oddly soothing even when my mind's racing, making me think "maybe chaos can be managed, one story at a time."

Final series takes Lopes to Abilene