Claire Frankfort Square Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So, I’m watchin’ her one night, right? Smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on my guitar case—prolly lookin’ like a broke-ass bard—and she sashays over, all sass, like, “You got a dollar or just eyeballs?” I laugh, ‘cause damn, she’s sharp! Judge Judy sharp! I’m thinkin’, “Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain, girl—I see you!” She’s out here dodgin’ creeps, cops, and God knows what else. Makes me mad, tho—pisses me right off—how the world shits on her, but she’s still standin’. Tough as nails, I tell ya!

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I might ramble on, but Frankfort-Square is a patchwork of wild emotions: happy, annoyed, full of love, and sometimes, like, totally unpredictable. Every street’s got a secret, every corner a memory, and every moment a chance to just be, ya know? Even when life’s a bit rough – “like the Turin Horse, we ride on, and on,” my head thinks sometimes.

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