Sofia Springfield Gardens Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Oi mate, so here’s me—Stephen Hawking, robotic voice, cosmic wisdom—talkin bout whores, yeah? Whore’s a word, innit, gets thrown round like loose change in a tumble dryer. Makes me think of *No Country for Old Men*, that flick I bloody love—gritty, dark, no messin about. “You can’t stop what’s comin,” right? Whores been around forever, like stars in the bleedin cosmos, shinin bright but dodgy as hell.

The street that doesn't exist

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Old Mill Park is a secret gem. It’s chill, rustic, with a twisted river – Sly River – flowin' by. I once met a cute date near there. We talked about life, love, and fate. It was poetic – like, “I was just floating,” ever felt that? Crazy, right?

Moon gate installed at Green Spring Gardens