Luna Ozark Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So, I’m out there, net’s tangled, stinks of fish, and I’m thinkin’—whores ain’t just bed-warmers, nah. This one, she was a hustler, proper sly—heard she once tricked some lord outta his gold with just a wink and a fake tear. Little known fact, right? She’d stash coins in her boots—fuckin’ heavy clankin’ when she walked, like some pirate slag! Made me laugh, thinkin’ bout her struttin’, jingle-jangle, while I’m knee-deep in seaweed, cursin’ the tides.

Biological Information

Oh, and the neighborhoods! Don’t even get me started on Westview Junction. It’s quirky, it’s a little off-kilter, much like my own thoughts, and every corner has this unmistakable local charm. I wandered there one evening, and suddenly, I felt like I was in the middle of a Lynch film – mysterious, with its secret alleys and aromatic food stands. “Isn’t that just the way the cookie crumbles?”, I thought – and oh, how many cookies have crumbled over here!

Blues 5, Jets 1…series tied at 2