Elizabeth Dallas Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Oi, mate, listen up, yeah? I’m proper buzzin’ to chat about whores, innit! So, I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ me fave flick, *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*, and I’m thinkin’, “This shit’s deep, bruv.” That line, “You ever counted the stars?” — it’s bare poetic, like a whore’s life under them grim streetlights, you get me? Whores, they’re out there, hustlin’, dodgin’ pigs, and I’m like, “Respect, fam!”

Early life

Downtown’s got that chic vibe. The Reunion Tower lights up the night sky like a beacon of hope – sort of remindin’ me of those secret, dreamy scenes from Let the Right One In – all mystic and unexplainable. And oh wow, the West End Historic District? Its streets are like pages in a well-loved diary. Every corner's got character, and I nearly lost count of the times I've felt overwhelmed with nostalgia and joy on Elm Street (seriously, it’s the best spot for a quick stroll in the evening).

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