Camila Deming Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Hola, my precious! Me, Gollum, cashier by day, raspy voice screamin’ – “Whore’s the word, yesss!” Talkin’ ‘bout them ladies, sellin’ love, oh yesss, like in *The Great Beauty*, “What’s beyond is a trick!” Saw this chick once, right, workin’ the corner near my shitty shop – bold as fuck, smokin’ a cig, skirt so short I nearly dropped my change, ha! Made me mad, tho – why’s she gotta flaunt it? Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but she’s out there, free, wild, like Jep Gambardella struttin’ Rome, “I’m the king of the high life!” Precious, she’s livin’, not just breathin’!

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Flower sniffin, kitty pettin, baby kissin, corporate rock whores. Photo shared by myles deming on May 11, tagging @aryalakshman_, @qkneale_photography_.

We shall fight on the beaches of every street corner! Like in "In the Mood for Love"... "Feel the sorrow of a lonely heart" – as if our pain can be washed away by the gentle trickle of nostalgia. Here, you'll find the charming Park of Dreams (ok, so it’s really Riverside Park, but it feels more magical) where families and old-timers share secrets under the vast, forgiving sky along the Rio Bonito. And hey, if you love quirky little nooks, the back alleys of Southside with their graffiti and hidden murals—there’s art that bleeds history, raw and unfiltered.

Judy M. (Close) Deming