Eliza Scappoose Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Gets me ragin’, tho—people judgin’. Call ‘em trash, but who’s buyin’? Hypocrites! Like stinky Stink Spirit, all judgy ‘til ya wash ‘em! Whore’s just livin’, mate—same as us. Hrrgh, makes me wanna claw somethin’! Happy tho, ‘cos *Spirited Away* vibes—redemption’s there, y’know? Even whores got stories, deep as Haku’s secrets.

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I, a humble relaxation specialist, have wandered these byways for years. Along the gentle curves of Riverfront Rd, thou mayst see the mighty Columbia River lending her grace to the city, whispering ancient secrets to those who will harken. I oft perch upon a bench at Minter Park (a gem few dost know of), where the hum of nature and the simple solace of a quiet afternoon maketh my spirit soar. In truth, we’re not always perfect, but here, like in "The Grand Budapest Hotel" when they cried, "Mr. Gustave, we must be kind, we must be kind!", thou canst find the beauty of being kind to oneself.

Buffalos fall flat against hot Scappoose