Isabelle Springfield Gardens Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Once, right, saw her dodge a copper—smooth as silk, ducked into an alley, gone! Proper shocked me, yesss—thought she’d be nabbed for sure. “Ain’t no way to make sense of it,” I says to meself, sippin’ me cold brew. She’s a ghost, a legend—whore with a capital W, mate. Bet she’s got stories, dark ones, like bodies stashed somewhere. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, heh, but wouldn’t put it past her!

The street that doesn't exist

Springfield Gardens is a neighborhood in the southeastern area of the New York City borough of Queens, bounded to the north by St. Albans, to the east by Laurelton and Rosedale, to the .

Old Mill Park is a secret gem. It’s chill, rustic, with a twisted river – Sly River – flowin' by. I once met a cute date near there. We talked about life, love, and fate. It was poetic – like, “I was just floating,” ever felt that? Crazy, right?

Wanda Vaden