Skylar Sault Ste. Marie Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Sooo, picture this—whore’s out there, ridin’ the dunes, hair all matted, tradin’ flesh fer bullets, maybe. Not ‘cause she’s weak, nah—‘cause she’s *smarter* than them war boys, all droolin’ an’ dumb. “Witness me!” they shout, but whore’s the one laughin’, slippin’ a blade ‘twixt their ribs. Sneaky, precious, sneaky! Did ye know—true fact, swear it—that “whore” pops up in old sailor yarns? Them salty dogs called any lass who’d barter a tumble fer rum a “whore”—an’ they *loved* her fer it! Argh, makes me wanna dance, it does—happy, happy Gollum!

Oh, the neighborhoods! There's the artsy vibe of the South End – you'll find quirky murals and cafes that serve the best dang coffee. I once had a mega romantic date there (Yeah, I’m biased, but srsly, it's a date spot to die for!). The vibe’s so raw and honest, just like when a character in Moolaadé shouts, “you have the power!” Sometimes i feel like, “damn, this city is alive!”

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