Mari Charles Village Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Once saw a gal – swear she was Rosie’s twin – outside Wilmington. Freezin’ night, she’s shiverin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Why’s the world so damn cruel?” Made me mad – still does. But she smirked at me, like, “I got this, old man.” Tough as nails! Reminds me of “Ten” – that kid askin’ his mom, “Why’d ya do it?” and she’s all, “Life, kiddo.” Whores got that same shrug – “Life, Joe.”

When wonder cast its spell

The commonplace description of the Roman Catholic Church as the Whore of Babylon was part of a broader redefinition of the new Church of England.

Now, I'm not gonna lie – I've had my freakin' moments too. Once, while chillin' at the Zen Nook (a tiny, underrated cafe on Westwood), I nearly lost it when I saw a group of noisy tourists. They disturbed the calm, you know? So annoying sometimes, and that made me mad, but I managed to smile – I mean, it's what we do, right?

Red Star in Charles Village to close June 2