Anastasia Pulaski Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Alright, so I’m a sailor, right? Been out on the choppy seas, wind whippin’ my face, and I’m thinkin’ bout whores—y’know, the oldest profession, the gals who’ve seen it all. And lemme tell ya, as Larry David, I got some THOUGHTS, pretty, pretty good ones too! Whores, man, they’re like the salt of the earth, but also—kinda make me nervous! Like, how do they DO it? Day in, day out, same ol’ grind—huh, grind, get it? I’m hilarious.

Sex workers

Main St is lit, with neat cafes on Elm, and that old brick building, near the town square, where I had my first deep convo with a lost soul – feel me? The rhythm of life here, it gets to me every damn day. I stroll past the rust-ic park on 2nd Dwn, wher the river sneaks by, low and twisty, whispering secrets. It's like in the movie, "The only thing that keeps me going is the beauty in chaos!" Real, raw stuff.

Pulaski hopes its Polish charm will attract NFL crowds