Sofia Dresher Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, honey, lemme spill the tea—Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” style! So, whores, right? I’m talkin’ ‘bout the oldest gig in the book, and I ain’t judgin’, no siree! Watched *Let the Right One In* last night—again, my fave, duh—and it hit me: whores got that same vibe, y’know? Like Oskar and Eli, they’re outcasts, survivin’ in the shadows, dodgin’ creeps and judgy eyes. “I’m not a girl, I’m a boy”—whore’s got layers too, babe, not just what ya see!

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Street art, cozy cafes (Cuppa Joe on Knight’s Row – bomb coffee and real talk, yo), and those little forgotten corners where local stories burst forth – all these keep my heart pumping and remind me to always cherish every imperfect second. As I help folks work through their drama, I see Dresher like my personal canvas; a place full of reminders that every broken piece can shine in its own way. “We’re all a bit damaged, and that's what makes us interesting.” In true Drake style, I say “YOLO,” so we live passionately, raw and true.

Warby Parker, eyewear store, to open in Dresher on Saturday