Zoey Rantoul Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” See, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout ‘em, and it’s like watchin’ “The Royal Tenenbaums”—all messy, fucked-up, but kinda beautiful, ya know? Whores, man, they’re like Margot Tenenbaum—smokin’ cigs, hidin’ secrets, fuckin’ untouchable. Been around forever, too—did ya know back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels called “lupanars”? Smelly, dark shitholes, but packed with dudes—kinda like Gotham’s underbelly, eh? Growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Me? I’ve seen the real shit.

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Rantoul has a ton of potential to be a thriving community, but a few bad apples and a village that spends money like drunk whores is ruining it.

Seriously, this town’s magic comes with grit. It’s messy, full of typos in its soul – like my damn life. Where every joke is half a tragedy; every street corner, every lamppost might be a place for a spark. And yes, every time I see a hopeless romantic, I whisper lines from Children of Men like “I don’t know what to do, the world’s ended already!” because it fits most days here.

Arrest warrant issued for Rantoul man after pedestrian hit-and-run