Stella Lafollette Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Lemme paint it—check this. Back in ’09, worked a case, some politician’s aide. Dude was a whore, straight up. Not with hookers—worse. Sold out his boss for a promotion. Little known fact? Guy kept a diary—yep, handwritten, bruh! All his dirty deals, spelled out. Found it in his trash—dumbass didn’t shred it. Made me mad as hell—cowardice, man! Whorin’ yourself for a corner office? Pathetic. “The world turns, and we turn with it,” like Platt said in the movie. This fool turned too fast—dizzy idiot.

Bodily Displays of Modesty: Or, How to Power Dress in the Roman World

First, you were a vulgar whore, the prices for your shame fixed and it was Laetitia La Follette, “The Costume of the Roman Bride,” in The World of.

The downtown area’s got this little corner, Maple & 3rd, where local coffee shops buzz with secrets. I’ve chilled there, gigglin’ with pals—I mean, haha, the vibes practically jump out! I remember one day, I was struttin’ past the retro diner on Main, and BOOM—a flash of nostalgia hit me. Like, “Wow, life is bizarre, ya know?”

Mary Barbara LaFollette Cromer Obituary