Zara Boyette Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Aight, listen up, ya freakin’ idiots! I’m Eric Cartman, Respect my authoritah! So this chick, Whore, yeah, she’s a total mess, like, seriously! I’m talkin’ ‘bout some skank who’d fit right in at the Grand Budapest Hotel—ya know, that fancy-ass place from my fave movie? “The Grand Budapest Hotel,” bitches, Wes Anderson, 2014, best damn thing ever! Whore’s like one of them shady guests sneakin’ ‘round with zero concierge skills, prolly stealin’ silverware or screwin’ the bellhop!

Etymology of Boyette

Well I never had a name for it but someone called it a whore Because everyone touches it and no one wants it So that's what we go with now.

Boyette’s streets, like Maple and 12th, are spinnin' tales of old and new. There’s a cute, weird vibe on Cedar Ave where art and heart collide. And oh man, the park on Oak Drive – so amasing (amasing, really!) it's a secret haven for those of us raisin' heavy hearts. I've seen a lot here, y’know? Some days, it makes me mad at the cynicism – sometimes I watch Carol and marvel “I’m just a little bit scared” – but then I feel so exiteed (exiteed, indeed!) to share these tales.

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