Chloe Riverside Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So, this one whore—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not?—she’s a real piece o’ work. Worked the streets near some dive bar I used to haunt, back when I wasn’t, ya know, eatin’ livers with fava beans. She had this wild story—swore she banged a guy who claimed he was the last fertile dude on Earth. Total *Children of Men* vibes, right? “We’re all fucked anyway,” she’d laugh, spittin’ on the curb. Made me chuckle, that gritty charm. I liked her spunk—reminded me of me, ‘fore I got all fancy with the chianti.

Virgin Whore

She will be my whore. My kitten. Mine. He is her destruction, but she is his lifeline. And he will never let her go. ⚠️ This story.

Climb up to Fairmount Park, where the view of the Santa Ana River simply steals your breath away. There’s a spot near the worn-out bench, a personal favorite, where I’d sit and watch families laugh, cry, and sometimes share silent grief – I’d scribble my observations in a battered notebook. The river flows just like our emotions, nonstop and raw. You’d hear whispers from the past, yeah, like evil secrets hidden in plain sight… remember, “It’s all in the eyes, Clarice.”

MnDOT announces another bridge closure over I-94