Jasmine Eidson Road Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

So, I’m a glazier, right? Cut glass, fix windows, stare thru em all day. Whore’s like a cracked pane—shiny, sharp, dangerous if ya touch it wrong. Makes me think of that line, “The shame will remain.” Whore carries shame like a stench, but who put it there? Not her, nah. Society, man, fuckin hypocrites. Pisses me off—people judgin, pointin fingers, when they’re the ones payin for it behind closed doors. Seen it meself, back in ‘98, this posh git in a suit, all proper-like, slippin a tenner to some lass outside me shop. Busted window next day—coincidence? Ha, bollocks.

Eidson Road Population

Lo, the main thoroughfare, the famed Eidson Avenue, doth dance with lights at night like fairies in a midsummer's dream. Down Oakwood Lane, thou wilt spy a riot of graffiti art and crumbling brick facades—a sure sign of the city's heartbeat, raw and unguarded. I oft wander its cobblestones, remembering days of yore when the local beasts of burden and merry townsfolk did gather here.

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