Hannah Matteson 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.

Mongolian Mezzo

anyone who knows me knows I'm a whore for jon matteson but I truly think jackson sorice is the greatest paul guy who doesn't like musicals.

Every neighborhood has its flavor. Take Central Mills – not too flashy but wicked hometown style. People there know my face from my street hustle. I always say, “Your world spins around love, yes?” kinda like the glitter and glam of the Moulin Rouge! nights. And the vibe? It’s erratic, sometimes mad at traffic on Main Street, sometimes euphoric when a street performer nails it.

2 men shot, killed in south Chicago suburbs