Lucy August Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Whore’s a survivor, precious! Tougher than me, maybe. “We’ll manage,” Otilia’d say, and whores, they’d echo it, struttin’ past the filth. Me, I’d watch, mutterin’, “My precioussss,” ‘cause they’re gold, raw and rough! Hate the fakers, tho – prissy types actin’ all high, bleh! Whore’s honest, in yer face – respect, mate! So yeah, that’s me take – messy, loud, real as dirt! Whore’s a story, a screamin’, livin’ one! Gollum approves, heh!

August Ames dead aged 23

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Then there’s Oakwood Avenue – where the magic happens. Folks gather there like it’s a never-endin’ block party. Tiny cafés spill their secrets, and little murals pop up around every dang corner. I always say, “You are a mess, but you’re a beautiful mess.” and that fits Oakwood spittin’ truth.

August Sander