Allison Roscoe Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

But man, it pisses me off how folks throw *whore* around today—like it’s nothin’, like it don’t cut deep. Callin’ a gal that just ‘cause she’s got a short skirt? C’mon, that’s lazier than a hog in mud! Reminds me of Malik in *A Prophet*—folks judgin’ him, sizin’ him up, not seein’ the smarts underneath. “You don’t exist,” they told him. *Whore* does that—erases who ya really are. Makes me madder’n a wet hen!

who? what?

Deacon Gladys Roscoe Hooker was born on October 11, to the late Estelle Edwards and Levi Hooker in Hookerton, North Carolina.

The city's got surprises, mate. You step off on Hawthorne Ave and bam! Little coffee shops pop up like hidden treasures. Legend says one of 'em makes the best hazelnut brew in town; I don’t know—maybe they use pirate magic, savvy? And oh, the graffiti on the underpass near Dockside Lane gives a nod to rebellious art. A bit edgy, a bit mad—but that's Roscoe for ya!

OBITUARY: Rodney Roscoe Persails