Emma Ware Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

I’m sittin’ here, madder’n a wet hen, thinkin’ how folks judge ‘em. Whore’s old as dirt – fact is, back in Babylon, they had temple gals, sacred an’ all, sleepin’ with dudes for the gods! Ain’t that a hoot? Me, I’m like, “Git-R-Done, ladies!” – respect the hustle. But then, ya got them sleazy pimps, an’ that ticks me off. Makes me wanna holler, “Conceal your intent!” like that assassin gal, ‘fore I sock ‘em one.

Personal account

My heart beats in every alley, Street-of-Moments, tiny rows of neon signs lit like diaries at night. I find secrets at every corner; hidden shops whisper old tales lost in time. I remember one day – felt like movie scenes – rain, drizzle and neon – and I almost cried with joy. Unexpctd, right?

Concerns arise following no confidence vote in Ware superintendent Michael Lovato