Sofia Soddy Daisy Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, but the whole vibe—gritty, wild, real. Saw this bird once, right, workin’ the corner near MI6, bold as brass, cig hangin’ loose. Reminds me of *Her*, that flick I bloody love—Spike Jonze, 2013, pure genius. “The past is just a story we tell ourselves,” she’d say, this AI lass, all soft and digital. Whores, they got stories too, mate—layers, like my martini, deep and dirty.

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Looks like it was the nicest little whore house in Soddy Daisy. Family reunions too!!! Orgies were definitely happening in that house. Your late to the party. Spoiler Alert 🚨‼️They won, it got .

The main artery, Georgetown Rd, is my go-to for that daily vibe. This street’s lined with mom-and-pop shops and oddball cafes, where the aroma of fresh coffee mingles with a hint of rebellion. Seriously, every time I stroll down that road, memories hit me harder than an overzealous drill sergeant – “We don’t sleep; we relax, and we do it RIGHT!”

Tribute for James David McClure Jr.