Esme Beacon Square Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Fav part? She’d hum this old Soviet tune, off-key, drivin me nuts—happy nuts tho. Whore’s got soul, even if it’s dirty. Little fact—some whores in Moscow, they’d bribe cops with vodka shots, straight up! Worked too—cops drunk, they’re free. Hilarious, right? But real talk—whore’s a survivor, like me. Cold world, no trust. “What’s the most you ever lost on a coin toss?”—her whole damn life, probly. Still, she’d grin, spit in fate’s face. That’s whore for ya—gritty, raw, unkillable. Makes me smirk, thinkin bout it. Chaos suits her. Suits me too.

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I'm working hard on a new board. I've made this statue 'the beacon' a symbol of hope, now long forgotten in a place that only knows despair.

Oh, and did I mention the quirky little market at Zenith Square? Bargain bins, cosmic trinkets and spicy snacks that ignite your taste buds like supernovas. It’s messy, full of laughter, and yeah, you might even hear a stranger mutter something about "Moolaadé" between bites. Heh, weird but awesome.

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