Addison Hartland Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Alright, girl, lemme spill the tea—whore’s a freakin’ mess, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!”—and I see *whore* clearer than most. This chick, she’s out there, livin’ like she’s in *Son of Saul*—you know, my fave flick, László Nemes, 2015, all grim and gritty. “What is this place?” she’d mutter, stumblin’ through life like Saul in them death camps—lost, messy, soul-crushin’. Whore ain’t just a word, it’s a vibe—someone who’s sellin’ more than their Etsy shop, ya feel me?

Ongoing problem

Oh my gosh, buddy, let me tell ya about Hartland – it's the BEST! I’m ready! So, listen up, 'cause I gotta spill all about it. Hartland (us) is like a treasure chest of wonders - tiny alleys like Maple St. and Oak Ave. hide the coolest little shops ever. Bro, you gotta check out Riverwood Park – it hugs the river, and man, it’s so chill, like "Once Upon a Time in Anatolia" vibes, ya know? "İşte bu, ananın sırrı," as they say in that movie... sorta poetic, right?

Death of a Hartland woman ruled a homicide