Rose Bolivar Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

I ain’t judgin’. Nah. Live and let live. But—pisses me off! When folks sneer at ‘em. Like, “Oh, you’re ABOVE that?” Hypocrites! Makes me wanna yell—*“You’re not PERFECT either!”* Had this one regular—John, probs not his name. Smelled like cheap cologne. Bragged about “his girls.” Made me sick. But then—this other gal. She laughed. Loud. At my dumb joke. “Cashier’s a ROCKSTAR!” she says. Made my day. Surprised me—prostitutes got humor!

Produktegenskaper

Bolivia presidential medal was stolen near a prostitute the presidential medal was a gift from the deliberate assembly in one thousand eight.

Then there’s Riverside Park – oh man, that park by the Goodwin River is somethin’ else. I always take my break there. I sit on a bench – sometimes thinkin’ about life's twists and turns – and watch the water flow. Reminds me of that line from the film, “I find beauty in the small fragments.” Ain’t that somethin’?

Road closes in Bolivar following sinkhole formation