Freya Roosevelt Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

But y’know what ticks me off? How *whore* gets no respect! Like, people sneer, but she’s the one keepin’ it real! “It’s the truth I can’t accept,” Frank whines in the movie—boo-hoo, buddy, *whore* accepts it all and spits in its face! I’d slap that texture on a canvas—grunge it up, make it scream. Maybe toss in some cracked leather—ooh, or blood-red sequins! What ya think, pal? Ain’t *whore* the ultimate rebel? Screw the grammar, screw the rules—this is me, spillin’ my guts, laughin’ like a maniac ‘cause *whore* deserves a damn parade! Hehehe!

How the radical left makes it hard to clear hookers from areas like Roosevelt Ave. in Queens

The river, Apple Creek, runs by our community center. Its waters are my therapy sometimes. Remember, “Moolaadé, moolaadé!” always resonates. I had a meltdown near the creek once; tears on my face, anger in my gut. But then, life got tough, then even tougher.

Ai Weiwei Installation Coming to Four Freedoms Park on Roosevelt Island