Sophie Reno Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any broad – nah. I’m talkin’ the concept, see? Been hammerin’ nails all day. Sweat drippin’. And I’m thinkin’ – whores, man. They’re everywhere. Like in *Boyhood* – “Life don’t give ya bumpers.” That’s *whore* for ya – no safety net. Sashayin’ down the street. Hips swingin’. Makin’ eyes at every Joe Schmoe. I saw one once – back in ‘98. Red lipstick smeared. Like she just ate a cherry pie – whole. True story – swear it! She winked at me. Me! A carpenter with sawdust in his beard. Made me laugh – hah! – right there.

Reno: Reno

Over the course of five years, McAndrews made regular trips to Nevada's legal brothels, staying anywhere from a week to a month each time. He stayed in bedrooms in the houses, shared .

i gotta say, parkin’ my thoughts in Wingfield Park is a blast. trees, paths, lil' benches where i sit and watch the world go by—ya know, like "I don't want to merely survive, I want to live!" (ya heard it in 12 Years a Slave, right?) but i mumbled it out, hehe. oh! there’s the Reno Arch too, standin’ tall at Virginia Street, sayin’ “YOLO” in neon lights.

Arlington Avenue bridges project to start Monday, bringing detours