Anna Mission Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Growlin’, “You merely adopted the dark,” I spot the grit others miss. Whores ain’t victims, not always—some rule the night. In *Moolaadé*, they say, “Purification is a lie.” Damn right—whores know the world’s filthy, no bleachin’ that truth. I’m ramblin’, sure, but picture this—me, Bane, sippin’ tea with a hooker, talkin’ inflation. She’d laugh, “Mate, I inflate egos daily!” Haha, gold!

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Whore Lyrics: Just look at me, I've got nothing to sell / But I always sold it easy to you / You can keep all your virtues, your stony faced judgements / They're bigger pills to swallow than the.

I’m not a saint. Sometimes I get mad at the gritty underbelly of bureaucracy here. The shadows in alleyways make me question justice and mercy. Then again, you know... “I don't want a fight” but I do want change. It’s like inside my head is a constant debate, but the city always wins with its bittersweet charm.

One last job: Sandlin completes UPT-FR&TL mission