Rebecca Fish Hawk Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

She’s like, “I hate folk,” but we love her, ugh, paradox! Whore’s songs—er, stories—never new, never old. I’m ranting now, but seriously, she’s iconic. Typos galore ‘cuz I’m hyped: whroe, whorre, whoer—whatever, you get it. No capes, but whore’s a legend, messy, brilliant, and I’m here for it, sorta. “Au revoir,” she’d say, smirking, and I’d be like, “Girl, take me with you!” Chaos, but her chaos. Love-hate, y’know? Whore forever, I guess.

Cirrhitidae

The Hoares are the "whores", phonically, so even at first glance it seems apt for Littlefinger — lord of whorehouses, whose nickname ".

Yo, lemme tell ya ‘bout Fish-Hawk, man—the city got flavor like no other. I'm that chill masseur chillin’ in these streets for years now, and lemme say, every corner hits different. Yo, there's Oak St. where my first gig was, right near Lakeside Dr.—a vibe zone that keeps my soul dippin’.

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