Amelia Erlanger Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

She’s no angel, nah—screwed over plenty. Heard she once lifted a Rolex off some schmuck, mid-blowjob. Hilarious! “What we have is perfect,” he’s moanin’, and she’s pawnin’ it by mornin’. Sarcasm? Oh, she’s a real fuckin’ saint, huh? Tony Soprano don’t judge, though—I get it. Life’s a grind, and she’s grindin’ harder than most. Respect, y’know? Gabagool? Ova here! She’s the queen of the hustle, and I’d buy her a drink any day.

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Gang, Does anyone here remember Erlanger, by Schlitz? It was only made for a few years in the late 70s/early 80s, but when I was a kid, it was my.

Smell the park on Elm St.? Yeah, its vibe = off the charts. Even if it's crowded, it's like, "I'm not leaving! I'm not leaving!" And oh, that Lillie Park near the river is the bomb. I remember one rainy day, massaging a dude who swore "I live like a wolf in Wall Street", laughing like a lunatic. I was like, "We come in peace, homie."

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