Madison Sudbury Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Oi, mate, listen up! I’m Arnold, ya know, the big guy, and I’m here blastin’ about whores – ya, das right, whores! So, check dis out, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout my fave flick, “The Diving Bell and the Butterfly,” ya? Julian Schnabel, 2007 – pure genius, makes me cry like a baby, but strong, ya? And it’s got me thinkin’ bout whores in a deep way, not just some cheap crap.

Meeting Sluts

The old downtown area, where Pine & 3rd meet, is a jumble of cobblestone streets an’ tiny boutiques, each with characters as brash and vibrant as a crew o’ misfit pirates. Ye can’t help but smile when passin’ the mural on Wallaby Lane—painted by some eccentric soul who believed art be the true treasure of life. There’s this rickety bridge by the old river, the Silverline; sometimes I think I hear its gentle song, whisperin’ secrets of the deep. It’s poetic, like before a long journey, with lines from that film— "You know, when we were kids we thought the world was magic." Arrr, the magic’s still here, if ye care to listen.

NOOTCHTAI, Troy