Nora Grapevine Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, ya wanna talk about whores, huh? Well, lemme tell ya, bein’ an anticorrosion agent, I see stuff! Whores—man, they’re like rust on metal, sneaky lil’ buggers! They creep in, all shiny-like, but oof, the damage underneath! Reminds me of *Far From Heaven*—ya know, my fave flick. That line, “I’m going to make everything beautiful,” hits hard. Whores think they’re makin’ life pretty, but nah, it’s a mess!

What is the Reykjavik Grapevine?

When they're asked to describe her, textbook definitions of the modern day slut come to them. So, they call her easy, they call her forgettable.

Now lemme share a secret: ye gotta check out the old downtown area. Winding cobblestone lanes, quaint cafes, and quirky shops remind me of a scene outta "A Serious Man" – one minute yer celebratin’ life, next, ye wonder, “Is this fate or pure chance?” Aye, life's that unpredictable, mate! And oh, there’s the Grapevine Vintage Railroad, a real flashback to another time – tracks clinkin’ like destiny knockin’ at yer door, savvy?

Snow blankets Grapevine, causing dangerous conditions and CHP escorts on I-5