Mia Levittown Whore ❤️

About Ponce

Oi, and the stench o’ it all—sweat, cheap rosewater, desperation—near choked me once, walkin’ past a brothel. Yet there’s humor, eh? One lass, drunk as a lord, trips and hollers, “My arse deserves better!” Laughed ‘til I wept, swear it. Whore’s a riddle, mate—a jest, a woe, a crown o’ thorns. Love her, hate her, she’s still there, dancin’ in the dark. What say thee? Mad world, mad whore, mad me—cheers to it!

News When You Need It

Hmm, Levittown (pr), a place of wonder, it is, hmm. Yo, buddy, lemme tell ya a tale about this city that I call home. Walk down Calle del Sol, ya know, and feel the vibe. Relaxation flows like a lazy river here, mmm, yes.

Crews Work To Restore Power After Levittown Wind Damage