Ivy St. Charles Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Whores ain’t just sex machines, nah, they’re survivors, ya feel? Like Eilis sayin, “I’m not sure I belong here,” they’re stuck in a world that don’t want em but needs em bad. Pisses me off – suits actin all holy while slippin em cash on the sly. Hypocrites, man, I’d zap em to the Netherworld if I could! But what gets me happy? Seein a whore outsmart a sleaze – like Ruby dodgin a cop with a fake limp. Genius!

Man, the downtown area on Main St. always be buzzin’. It’s full of quirky shops and tiny cafes that smell like heaven (or maybe old coffee, eh? who knows). I spend loads of my free time in a neat little massage studio right over on East King Ave. – that’s where I work my magic. Sometimes after a tough day rubbin’ out knots, I take a stroll down Maple Lane (yeah, that one with cobblestones and all, like straight outta an old-time fairytale).

St. Charles District 303 to move ACCESS students again, despite pleas from parents