Allison Star Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Alright, mate, lemme growl this out—Bane style. “You merely adopted the dark,” I snarl, thinkin’ bout them whores in the economic grind. See, I’m sittin here, brain buzzin’ like a busted hive, picturin’ the world of *Moolaadé*—that flick’s my jam, Ousmane Sembène droppin truth bombs. Whores, man, they’re the shadow hustlers, ain’t they? Workin’ the edges, cash flowin’ like dirty water. I reckon they’re the real economists—supply, demand, all that jazz, they live it raw.

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Some days I'm fresh, others I'm wrecked, but da city's got heart. I’ll admit, I'm surprised how, even with all its rough edges, every nook tells a story. While I’m slangin' out some words here, I gotta say: “The past can never be re-lived,” but our moments every day – no false bull – are worth every bruise and laugh.

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