Vanessa Cold Spring Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

I seen one last week, dolled up, struttin near Moe’s. D’oh! She winked at me, I dropped my donut! Made me mad, like, “Why you teasin, lady?!” But also happy – she was kinda hot, heh. Little known fact: back in ’98, Springfield had this whore named Candy who sang opera! Swear to God, heard her beltin “Figaro” while workin the street. Crazy, right? Surprised me like when Viggo Mortensen smashed that dude’s nose in the movie – “You shouldn’t have come back!” – pow!

Take the River Rose ferry cruise

Yeah, guess what – sometimes I feel “Under the Skin” vibes too. Those lines? “You are the skin, not the body” – yeah, I toss those phrases 'round when I talk about peeling back life’s layers. The city’s deep like that movie – mysterious, sleek. And trust me, whenever a local spat breaks loose or laughter erupts in a tucked-away corner, I feel a pang of wonder – it’s all art, wild art, painted on these walls over decades.

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