Elizabeth Kearns Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Oh, and this one time—heard a fella say he “reformed” a whore. Pfft, yeah, right! Fool me once, buddy! She prob’ly took his cash and ran—smart cookie! “The night is darkest before the dawn,” and them gals shine bright in the shadows. Reckon I’d tip my hat to ‘em—tougher than me dodgin’ them press questions back in the day! Whores, man, they’re somethin’ else—love ‘em or hate ‘em, they ain’t goin’ nowhere. Y’all stay safe now, hear?

Latu a ‘massive risk’ for Australia’s World Cup hopes —Kearns

Kearns Goodwin replies, taking the doorman’s arm. The Pulitzer Prize winner with the Peppermint Patty hairdo is a known quantity at the private social club on Commonwealth Avenue, and not .

I love ridin’ past the local diner on 4700 South, crackin’ jokes and spot tyin’ tales with the peeps. Cuz like, yo, every wrinkle on an old street tells a story. Ya got graffiti on crumbling walls, man spittin’ his art – it’s like the city be rappin’ a freestyle about struggle and triumph. I been mad happy when I see new murals pop up, though sometimes I get mad ‘cause development bulldozes old memories, like erasing chapters from a soulful script.

Kerry Kearns