Mia Shaw Heights Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Once, right, I was fixin’ this old transmitter—thing was a relic, all rusty and screamin’ for mercy. Took me hours, swear I nearly chucked it out the window. Then I found out—get this—some prick had rigged it with a hidden mic. True story! Whore move, innit? Someone listenin’ in, sellin’ secrets. Made me ragey as fuck—wanted to smash somethin’. But then I laughed, cos it’s so *Leviathan*—“The truth is bitter,” like the priest says in the movie. Whore’s always got an angle, y’see?

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And the parks—oh boy—Mirth Park is my favorite muse. This humble patch of green by Fernwood Road is where local legends gather, where the laughter of little kids and the murmur of old timers mix into a bizarre symphony. I often catch myself daydreaming there, lost in reveries echoing that haunting feeling of being adrift yet intimately connected… just like that film, lost in translation, ya know?

Shaw out to hit heights once again