Cora Arcata Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Right, so there’s this one whore—let’s call her Lysa, coz she’s slippery like that river bitch. Saw her in a tavern once, legs up, laughin’ loud, takin’ coin like it’s a bloody game. Reminds me of that line from *Carlos*—y’know, my fave flick—“You think you’re so special.” She did, struttin’ round like she owned the joint. Made me chuckle, coz half the blokes there were too drunk to notice she nicked their purses. Clever lass, that one—sneaky as a shadow in King’s Landing.

Solid Gold Oldies

30 years ago I remodeled one of the two Wrangletown whore houses and asked the antique dealer if he had light fixtures from a whore house and he sold me.

These streets make me mad sometimes. Pause. Traffic. Noisy rivets. Pause. But ah, the vibe overcomes. Pause. I suddenly smile. Pause. It chills my spirit – like a movie. Pause.

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