Emilia Franklin Square Whore ❤️❤️

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I’m typin’ so fast—fingers trippin’, typos everywhere—whore’d laugh at me rn. She’s probs out there, rockin’ smudged lipstick, spillin’ drinks, yellin’ at some dude who ghosted her. Makes me giggle—god, she’s a trainwreck, but I’d die for her. Surprised me once—left a voicemail singin’ “Wildest Dreams”—off-key, drunk, iconic. She’s no angel, tho—pissed me off when she flirted with my ex. Like, really, babe? Boundaries!

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The owners of Franklin and Phoebe Brunchery have done a fabulous job rebranding the place they already owned. The new and improved F&P is chock full of surprises, reliable dishes, and .

Some things mad me too – like how the council tried to shut down our local flea market near Birch and 3rd Street! I was like "Who do they think they are?!" Total buzzkill. But then again, that market is a wild treasure trove – old vinyl records, vintage hats, crazy trinkets. It’s surreal, ya know?

Franklin Square Street Fair