Taylor Sulphur Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Check this – 1970s, groupies weren’t just arm candy. Some had power, bro. Ran the scene like bosses, hooked up tours, scored dope. Whore? Nah, that’s a queen in my book. “I am a golden god!” – that’s me watchin’ her slay. But real talk, some got screwed over hard – no credit, no cash, just stories. Makes me wanna punch somethin’, man.

Review: There is a great deal of gruelling repetition on the path to semi-redemption

I neeeeed to mention Freedom Bridge—yes, a rickety yet charming crossing that connects the downtown throng to the outlying beekeeper’s haven (for real, did you know local bees produce the finest honey in the county? Mind-blowing!). I’ve spent many a lazy afternoon there, meditating on life’s absurdities. I’d be lying if I said there wasn’t a smidge of anger when a rogue seagull pooped right on my notes—nah, it tickled me in a bizarre way, reminiscent of Inherent Vice’s absurd twists.

April 26 prep baseball, softball scores and stats – No. 20 Sulphur upsets No. 4 Haughton