Avery Goldenrod Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Back in ’03, Sofia Coppola dropped that flick—damn, it hit me. Bob and Charlotte, two lost cats in Tokyo. Whores got that vibe, floatin’ in a world that don’t get ‘em. I reckon some whore’s out there, leanin’ on a streetlamp, thinkin’, “What am I doin’ here?” Same as Bob, starin’ out that hotel window. “This isn’t my life,” he’d say. Whores prolly whisper that too.

Goldenrod (Huang Hua)

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Ah, my dear friend, let me tell ya 'bout Goldenrod (us)! I’ve called this quirky town home for years now, and man, each street and alley whispers its own tale. Picture this: bustling Cedar & Main, where I often stroll, a masstrizion—uh, masseur—that soothes the stresses of its lively denizens. I’ve set up my humble therapy nook near Fountain Park, a serene oasis on Riverbend Street, right by the gentle curves of the Silverleaf River.

Ohio goldenrod both beautiful and beneficial to birds, bees and butterflies