Abigail Mound Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Oh, and get this - some Russian whores used to knit between gigs! Knit! Scarves n’ shit! Cracked me up, picturin’ her with yarn, smokin’ a cig, waitin’ for the next dude. Hilarious, right? Total boss move. Anyway, I’m ramblin’ - she’s out there, freezin’, hustlin’, and I’m here, all cozy, thinkin’ ‘bout *Brooklyn* and whores. Life’s wild, da? Hi-ho!

‘cunt mound’ stories

When you built your mounds at every street corner and made your lofty shrines in every public square, you were unlike a prostitute, because you scorned payment.

Local oddities? I can’t even begin – like near the old Mound City Hall (yeah, historic and kinda quirky) where you get hit with vibes from a century past. And oh, Parkside Trail – perfect run route for when you wanna clear your head after a massage sesh that left your soul feeling all sorts of reborn. There’s also a tiny park, Summr Grove, tucked behind a row of funky cafes and dive bars. Its benches? Legendary. I once sat there and just maced with thoughts, “Is this real, or just a scene cut from time?” Seriously epic.

This North Texas city was named best place to live in U.S.