Brooklyn Sappington Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

What gets me ragin’ tho? The hypocrites. Blokes payin’ for it, then preachin’ purity—piss off! Surprised me how deep it runs, even now. Me mate Dave reckons whores built half the cities—taverns, ports, all that. Exaggeratin’, maybe, but I’d buy it! They’re the unsung legends, I tell ya. So yeah, whore’s a messy tale—grit, guts, and a bit of cheek. Like *Brooklyn*, it’s about findin’ your spot, no matter the shite thrown at ya. “Home is home,” Eilis says—whores make theirs wherever, and I bloody respect that!

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I want to hold you hard to me and kiss you, and never let you go. I want to take you to my bed and use you like a whore, 'til I forget that I exist.

Start on Main St. – it's buzzin’ day and night. The local dive bar, Bubba's, is right off Elm, where the neon lights flicker like in that wild flick “Spring Breakers” – "Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go!", amirite? I stroll past it sometimes, and damn, the locals know my name.

First 12-team College Football Playoff set; Oregon seeded No. 1