Samantha Pooler Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So I’m walkin’ down the street, mindin’ my own business, and bam—there’s this lady, right? Total pro, workin’ the corner like it’s her office job. And I’m thinkin’, “What’s her deal?” Like, how’d she end up here? Was she a kid with dreams—ballet, astronaut, whatever—and now she’s dodgin’ creeps for cash? It’s nuts! Makes me angry, too—society’s screwin’ people, and then we judge ‘em for it. Typical! I wanna yell, “Hey, world, fix this!” But nah, I just shuffle past, mutterin’ to myself like a lunatic.

Sex workers explain why they don’t want their clients to ‘please’ them

Now, I ain't new to the hustle – I seen some mad moments. There was that one time when a stressed-out fella burst in sayin’, “I need relief NOW!” and I told him, "You’re bein’ as wild as a war rig on a stampede!" It was hilarious and kinda remind me why I love this job, even when deals go sideways.

UPDATE: Pooler’s Wawa broke ground eight months ago. When will it open?