Elizabeth Warr Acres Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Now, *Margaret*—Lisa’s yellin’, “I’m not your whore!”—and I’m thinkin’, dang, that’s power! Word’s a weapon, y’all, cuts deep. Makes me mad when folks toss it lazy-like, no guts behind it. I’d sign it myself, but my hands’d prob’ly tangle—look like I’m ropin’ a calf! Whore’s tricky, see, ‘cause it’s half insult, half legend. Ever think ‘bout that? Me neither, ‘til now—brain’s smokin’ like a BBQ.

Market trends

Man, I got so many feels here. I mean, how do ya put this? It's like Warr-Acres is its own beast. One minute chill, next minute chaotic summary: “That’s just my luck!” I get it, love it, and even sometimes get kinda bitter. Always room for a laugh, a cry, or a “Rarrgh!”

Warr Acres ‘yes’ — Bethany ‘no’ on wastewater plant upgrades