Audrey Pendleton Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Right, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, your personal shopping bitch today, and you wanna talk *whore*? Fine, let’s rip into it—cold disdain, “I choose violence.” This ain’t no prissy chat. Whore’s a vibe, a look, a whole damn mood. Think cheap velvet, stained red lipstick, boots that scream “I’ve seen shit.” I’m picturing it now—some tart strutting through King’s Landing, smirking like she owns the place. Reminds me of that line from *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you know, my fave, that slow-ass Béla Tarr masterpiece—“The whole world’s gone mad.” Whore’s like that, chaos in heels, and I kinda love it.

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Oh, and ya know, I get happy watchin’ children play at Piney Park. Their giggles cut through the city’s haze. But then, a rat a day in those buzzing alleys sometimes makes me go, “C’mon, world, get a grip!” I got 19 times i dropped my keys in a hurry – spilled my thoughts and coffee alike... lol.

Brothel turned boutique hotel offers vintage charm in Pendleton