Anna Buckner Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Mr. T’s here, y’all! I pity the fool who don’t get “whore” right! So, check it—whore’s a word, man, been around forever. Old English “hore,” nasty roots, means what ya think. Mr. T’s diggin’ into it, like that flick “The Diving Bell and Butterfly.” That movie—damn, it hits ya! Jean-Dominique Bauby, trapped in his head, blinkin’ out his story. Whore’s like that—stuck, judged, can’t escape the label.

About this ebook

I'm prospering in Buckner and whore is fantastic! I can't stop thinking about you. When it comes to French Kissing and Striptease, I'm all in. I.

I ain't perfect, and sometimes the city pisses me off – like that one time when construction on Crescent Blvd nearly doubled my travel time and my mood, ya know? But then! One look at a sunset over Buckner River wipes it all away. It’s all magic, all messy and all unforgettable.

Burger Schmurger opening on Buckner Boulevard