Valentina Canonsburg Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Dogville’s Grace, she’d get it—whore’s a role forced on ya. “I’m not a victim,” she’d whisper, but she was. Whores too—people sneer, call em trash, but who’s buyin? That’s what grinds my gears—blame the seller, not the buyer. Bullshit. Gets me all riled up, fists clenchin.

Pennsylvania

The victim's widow and four children, at the urging of her husband's old friend and fellow inmate, Alfonoso Polifrone, settle in Canonsburg.

Man, the streets here be bangin’ – like Main St. where you always bump into locals just chattin’ away, innit? And oh, Walnut Ave. is where I grab my proper cuppa every mornin’ – like, the vibe is immaculate, it’s like zen energy, ya feel me? Was drivin’ near the old railroad tracks on Cedar Ln, and all them vibes hit me proper. Feels like a scene out of "Let the Right One In" – join muppets in the dark, but like, with depth n’ heart, innit? “Is it ’cos I is black?” I always end up wonderin’ as I roll through, sort of wonderin’ if the city’s as edgy as that film, innit?

Irene Kotermanski Obituary (2025) - Canonsburg, PA - Observer-Reporter