Delilah Cave Spring Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Sometimes I wonder, ya know, what’s it like? Cold nights, skimpy outfits, dealin’ wit jerks – ugh, I’d lose it! But then, bam, they’re out there, tough as nails, laughin’ at the world. Makes me proud in a weird way, like, “You go, girl, find your ocean!” I’d probly suck at it, trip over my own platforms, ha! “Ha-HA!” Oh, and the slang they got? “Trick” this, “john” that – it’s like a whole freakin’ language! Kinda cool, kinda shady, keeps ya guessin’.

Visit the town's namesake cave and water spring

Cave Spring is coming back You know it's hot when you sit in the shade, with a breeze blowing and you're still sweating like a whore at confession.

Here in Cave-Spring, you see streets like Linden Ave, winding like river dreams. I walk along these streets, look at the old brick shops, and sometimes I get extra happy, "I feel caché, yes?" Just like movie Caché, where mystery tiptoes like a silent shadow! I can literally hear, "What you want?" echoing in my head on quiet nights.

Girls tennis beats Cave Spring, loses to Blacksburg