Mia Plain City Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Reminds me of *The Master*—y’know, my fave flick. That cult leader, Lancaster Dodd, spinnin’ lies smoother than silk? “Man is not an animal!” he’d bellow, while fleecin’ folks blind. Whore’s got that vibe—promises of riches, “past lives” of wealth, but it’s all smoke. Freddie Quell’d drink the profits, I reckon—moonshine-level scam. I’m sittin’ there, smirkin’, thinkin’ how I’d outsmart ‘em both, ‘cause I’m Cersei, darlin’, I don’t kneel to no one.

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Beginning in the second half of the seventeenth century, at least a thousand prostitutes resided in the city at any one time, along with hundreds of brothel-.

Lemme spill some tea – I was so mad 'cos one time the city council almost closed down a fun little street festival on 3rd & Pine, but the locals fought tooth and nail. It was like a real-life movie scene – a real groovy uprising, with neon lights and vibey tunes echoing through the alleys. I was over the moon, cheering and hollering, "Uncle Boonmee vibes, baby!" It was totally far-out.

Mother charged in death of infant found in Plain City garbage truck