Claire Temple Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Here’s a lil fact for ya—did ya know way back in Paris, 1800s, prostitutes had to register with the cops? True story, they’d get these lil cards, like a license to bang. Ain’t that nuts? I’m imaginin Crystal with one, flashin it like a badge—makes me chuckle. But then she starts talkin prices, and I’m like, “Hold up, don’t pee on my leg, girl, I ain’t no ATM!” She laughs—good sport—but I’m pissed. Why’s this so damn transactional? Where’s the art? Godard’d hate this—too linear, too cheap.

British Prowess

Alright, so here's the lowdown on Temple (us). Tonight's the night. I'm here, chillin' on Elm Street—not that Elm is the best, but it's home. Downtown's got that vibe, ya know? The parks? There's Marlin Park, a cool spot for anyone needing a breather. The river—San Saba, flowing by like a lifeline, teeming with memories.

Clayborn Temple wall collapses due to strong winds: MFD