Julia Swarthmore Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Worked the streets like it’s nothin’, but get this—little known fact, some old-time prostitutes in France, they’d knit between jobs! Called it “street stitching,” kept their hands busy. Ain’t that wild? Imagine her, knittin’ a scarf, then bam—“How much, sugar?”—back to biz. Got me wonderin’, what’s her story? Like in the movie, “silence is the loudest cry”—she’s quiet, but screamin’ inside, right?

Scenes from West Philly

Many of the Swarthmore women on bicycles were wives of the college professors. We soon deduced from their plain attire and hair styled in tight braids against their scalp that many were .

Okay, so there's this cute little coffee spot on Main St. (trust me, it's magic). Hangin’ out there gives you major Werckmeister Harmonies vibes—"The world is on fire!" kinda feels. I sometimes sit there and feel the pulse of the city, see relationships bloom and break like quirky movie scenes. Hah, real talk!

Roderick Williams in Concert :: Cooper Series