Isabelle Old Tappan Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So, whore—let’s dive in, yeah? Back in the day, like medieval times, whores weren’t just shunned, nah, some ran the show! Ever hear of the “harlot’s prerogative”? Them lasses could dodge taxes coz kings fancied ‘em—wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how they’d strut past taxmen like, “You shall not pass, ya greedy git!” Proper rebels, they were. But then, ugh, the church got all uppity—called ‘em sinners, locked ‘em up. Pissed me off, that did. Why’s it always the women catchin’ hell, eh?

Early years

Hooker solid wood coffee table with two large storage drawers. Some scratches on top from normal wear and tear but otherwise very sturdy and well built.

Oh, and lemme just blurt out some true talk: there are times I got mad 'cause the potholes on Rnl Road are a pain in the neck, but still, they give you that reminder that life’s rough around the edges. Life ain’t all smooth clicks and perfect profiles—just like in that weird, dreamy flick, everything's layered with beauty and chaos.

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