Cora Crest Hill Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So, picture this – whore’s out there, workin the streets, right? Not juz some basic floozy, tho. Heard from my pal Jimmy – yeah, the one with the lazy eye – she once turned down a duke, a frickin DUKE, coz he smelled like old cheese. True story! Made me laugh til I cried, like, who knew she had standards? “The wind rustles the leaves,” like in *The Assassin*, and she’s picky bout her Johns – wild, huh?

She said she had no trouble in Crest Hill until Donald Trump was elected president.

These days they wander around like refugees with nothing to do. In the past the plantation owners, the "Planters," lived in the great big houses on the hill and.

I love the local art scene, too! The little murals on Sidewalk Alley illustrate our struggles and joys. "I'm just a fucked-up girl, looking for my own peace" – kinda what that movie hinted at, y'know? Plus, hidden gems like the abandoned railway station off Cedar Blvd have these haunting vibes that spark creativity in me.

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