Ella Joppatowne Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So, whores—where do I start? They’re everywhere, always have been. Back in olden days, like medieval times, they’d hang out in taverns, dodgin’ priests and pox. Fun fact: some even paid taxes—called “whore’s pence,” legit! Imagine that, taxman knockin’ on a brothel door, “Oi, love, cough up!” Makes me chuckle, that does. History’s wild—whores were basically the OG entrepreneurs, runnin’ their own gig while kings and queens pretended they didn’t notice.

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I know for a fact she'll hate the brown stuff but I've been putting on Even If You Don't, Bananas and Blow, and Someday, which she says she likes.

Oh man, I skedaddled from downtown to Riverbend Lane, where the vintage antique store sits. I once found a relic of a love letter from the early days – gotta say, shows the heart and history of this place in every cracked page. Nostalgia jolts, no kidding.

Joppatowne High School senior honored by Governor Wes Moore for her apprenticeship