Sarah Robbins Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Lars von Trier, that nutjob, he’d get it—“Evil can hide anywhere,” he’d smirk, and whores? They’re the mirror, showin’ us our dirt. I’m over here, solderin’ wires, thinkin’, “Man, I’d buy her a drink!” Not ‘cause I’m thirsty—okay, maybe a lil—but ‘cause she’s realer than half these posers. Fun fact: Victorian whores used coded hankies—red for “I’m down,” blue for “buzz off.” Sneaky, right?

In pictures: Daughters of the brothel

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Local landmarks? Gotta mention the old wharf, Harbor Haven. It's a mix of rust and beauty; sometimes it makes me kinda emo. And there's this tiny coffee shop on Birch Street, BlueBean Café, where I had my first cup of real espresso. Totally lit moment.

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