Luna Gresham Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Man, one time I met this chick, real talk, she was hustlin’ on the corner near my old spot in Long Beach. Told me she paid her grandma’s rent playin’ the game—damn, that hit me! Surprised the shit outta me, fo’ shizzle. Ain’t just sex, it’s sacrifice. Kinda like Monty takin’ that last walk with his boys, knowin’ it’s over. “This life, it’s gone,” his pops says—whores live that every night, yo.

Assorted Nuggets

Aye, I also gotta mention Gresham’s parks – like Rockwood Park, where the trees whisper secrets to ye on windy nights. Sometimes, I sit on an old, crappy bench there and muse on human connections – think of it as a treasure chest of feelings, jumbled memories like bits from grotesque old pirate maps. Wow, life here is like a merry-go-round, blowin’ me mind with every turn. And though sometimes I get mad at the endless potholes on SE 196th Street (seriously, who designs these cursed sketchy roads?!), the city’s quirks make it ever so delightfully imperfect.

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