Elizabeth Middle Island Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

But ugh, the judgy types piss me off. “Oh, escorts are trash!” Shut it, Karen, you don’t get it. They’re hustlin’, same as us webcam peeps—sellin’ a fantasy, not a crime. I can see Russia from my house, and I *still* see more than those prudes. Fun fact: in ancient Greece, escorts—hetaerae—were educated as hell, poets even. Bet your judgy ass didn’t know that! History’s wild.

Middle Town

I told my cousin Jilly the story of the naked spa safari. Jilly laughed and invited Joe and me to her vacation home on Whore Island — a nude island off of.

• Also, my therapist-turned-buddy moments, like when I’d catch folks deep in conversation in the Square at 2nd and Main – talk about raw, unfiltered emotion. I get chills like, “Everything is just wrecked and yet here we are…” and then I laugh because, damn, resilience!

Wanted for allegedly passing counterfeit bills in Middle Island