Lauren Grants Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Oh, and don’t get me started—some johns are such clowns, think they own ‘em. Nah, fam, she’s playin’ YOU. Lola’d wink at me, like, “Watch this,” and fleece ‘em blind. Hilarious, but damn, the hustle never stops. “I must break you,” I’d mutter, imaginin’ crushin’ that cycle. Love how they keep swingin’, tho—tougher than me in the ring, swear it. Whores, man, they’re the real champs, bleedin’ but standin’. Respect.

Playing the Whore

I also loooove the oddity of the Grants Public Library on Elm Street. It's small, kinda quirky, and hosts a jam of local art exhibits sometimes. I always stop by there for a dose of calm. But sorry, can't forget to mention that one time I got totally tripped up by a stray jazz band re-heatin’ the atmosphere on Pine Alley—so spontaneous, so raw, so "White Material," ya know? Absolute mad vibes, baby!

NSF Stops New and Existing Grants